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It has been 3 months..
Three long months
Since I found you in your room....

Still, still as a sleeper
I thought you were just passed out...
Still...I could not wake you
My heart just raced...

Still, I tried to shake you
I thought you would awake...
Still...your lips looked blue
Still, was your body as he laid  you on your back

Still...I had to call 911
I tried to resuscitate....
Still...I thought I could save you
But you would not wake

Still...the sound of sirens
Many people rushing in
Still...I thought they would save you
But my heart just breaks....

Still... is the sounds in your room now
Still and gone is your loving voice
Still my mind can't comprehend
That my first born no longer
walks this earth...

Still... is the night
Still... is my heart
Still... are your sisters and Dad
Still... is our life
...Without You...
I still can't believe your gone...Angela Michelle Faye Martin...
Don't forget your Mother's love and my arms wrapping you in a hug....
Love Forever....Mom
 Oct 2013 Nat
Redshift
if girls are so good at painting their faces
i wish we could turn them loose on a real canvas
see what they really mean
when they paint those black lines
every girl is a painter
she needs a real canvas
da vinci is lurking behind those sultry lashes
trapped in the eyeliner-barbed wire
a concentration camp of cover-up
clipping their own wings
willingly
with eyelash curlers -
every girl is a painter.
i wonder what faces they would paint
if they stopped focusing on their own face
i wonder if they would still have clown-smiles
and slanted eyes

i am looking for the next van gogh
but he has camouflaged himself
and is dying in front of an empty mirror.
 Jul 2013 Nat
Dante Alighieri
There is a gentle thought that often springs
to life in me, because it speaks of you.
Its reasoning about love’s so sweet and true,
the heart is conquered, and accepts these things.
‘Who is this’ the mind enquires of the heart,
‘who comes here to ****** our intellect?
Is his power so great we must reject
every other intellectual art?
The heart replies ‘O, meditative mind
this is love’s messenger and newly sent
to bring me all Love’s words and desires.
His life, and all the strength that he can find,
from her sweet eyes are mercifully lent,
who feels compassion for our inner fires.’
 Jun 2013 Nat
Rosie Wisniewski
The moonlight dances on your skin
And I melt within
The beauty that radiates
It must be a sin
From the top of your head
To the tips of your toes
This beauty that no one knows.

Laying naked in my bed
There are no words that can be said
To accurately catch your beauty
From the tips of your toes
To the top of your head.

Long flowing hair cascades in waves
Across the pillows, tickling my face
Your porcelain skin glowing with the moon
Your moonlit kissed eyes glowing and seeing right through me
Into the darkest corners of my mind
And loving every corner.

Those perfect pink lips
That so many times have kissed mine
Soft and supple
Leaving me breathless every time
Along with those big brown eyes
That see through me every time.

The landscape of your body
Should be the eighth wonder of the world
For it's fluidity and wonder never cease to amaze
From the gentle ***** of your shoulders
Leading to your delicate but strong arms
To the ***** of your *******
Two hills of decadent perfection
The curve of your back
So soft and so sweet
With the curves of your hips
So tantalizing to me
Leading to your legs
Legs that go on for days
Your legs and your curves...
Enough to drive anyone crazy.

The beauty of your exterior
Seems terribly inferior
When compared to your inner
The beauty of your soul and your mind
So kind and so caring
But, also, just a little bit daring
And the darkest corners of your mind
They're much more beautiful than mine
And how someone like you could love someone like me
Well, it has to be destiny
How else could you explain it
Someone so perfect and beautiful
Loving someone so broken and a little dull
But, such is life
I'm just glad that you're here tonight.
It's fictional!
 Jun 2013 Nat
Megan Grace
Thump
 Jun 2013 Nat
Megan Grace
If you'd let me
I'd stay on your
couch and listen
to your heartbeat
until I couldn't
hear anymore.
Mint green nails, trailing across your faded black tattoos.

The ability of bandanas to cover up out grown roots that I'm
too broke to touch up.

Long showers when no one is home to yell at me for wasting water.

The way your lips feel against mine, so safe and familiar,
and how your mouth tastes like a bad habit.

The white of battle scars against my summer tan.
 Jun 2013 Nat
Poetry by MAN
My mind wanders often, I'm constantly asking myself questions, generating my mind's associations.
ALWAYS
move forward master your emotions, ride life's waves navigate through life's oceans.
BALANCE
most people don't seem to have it, they can't figure out how to counteract their bad habits.
CHANGE
constantly feel your soul grow, keep your heart fertile for it is the soil.
DESTINY
be weary of its path or else you will feel its pre determined wrath.
EVOLVE
my every breath is an evolution, search through the past to find the solutions.
FOCUS
cause reality smokes us, it takes away our hopes and continually chokes us.
GREATNESS
will never be achieved if we continue to run in circles and live for greed.
HAPPINESS
as a world lets feel it instead of creating conflict to **** it.
INTERACTION
our worlds collide creating a Big Bang of thought, sharing knowledge with each other should always be taught.
JOY
lets give it to the planet, our hearts are diamonds stuck in fossilized granite.
KARMA
never been a mystery, for our journeys begin in our history.
LIES
people live them everyday, leaders speak them with every other word they say.
MOMENTS
A snapshot through time that should be felt in spirit and mind.
NATURE
outside or within, an untamed rain forest or a force that is invisible like the wind.
OPPORTUNITY
comes knocking all the time but never to those who insist on closing their mind.
PATIENCE
we wait for our saviors like we wait for coffee, we rush to our deaths while the clock is tick tocking.
QUESTIONS
for me bring them on, for the answers only come to a mind that's strong.
REVOLUTION
A sibling to evolution, born from the desire to find the ultimate solution.
STABLE
not many people are able, sometimes you wanna put all your cards on the table.
TIME
A measurement of a period, tied to our existence which is myriad.
UNIVERSAL
sounds huge but isn't, puts us all together maybe we can win it.
VISION
we must gain sight to see ,the patterns of history are blatent in stalling humanity.
WEAKNESS
in everyones soul, it's when you move forward strength arrives and you pay the toll.
XENOPHOBIA
what's new is strange addition will always equal change.
YESTERDAY
has passed a new day begins, forgive yourself today for yesterday's sins.
ZOMBIES
*I see many of them everyday, walking through life with nothing good to say.
I initially left out O most likely cause I woke up at 4:30 am PST with the inspiration to finish and share this piece. :D 6-30-13 M.A.N Also after doing this piece I found these came quite natural to me and I enjoyed very much writing it, I plan on revisiting this format in the future and being more creative with overall message and theme.I think I have the final edit this piece really burnt up my mind writing it I kinda rushed it out and was too busy in RL to edit till today.7-4-13 M.A.N
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