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 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Rupal
Catching Up
 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Rupal
If you are in a hurry,
go ahead and don't
bother to wait for me.
My life still needs me.

Some untold stories,
an unsung song,
an incomplete conversation,
an unread book.
Some bridges to build
some to burn,
wounds to heal
fences to mend
relations to tend...

In my hurry
to catch up with you,
I breathlessly ran and
I left behind
so many moments,
breathtaking moments.
Let me catch up  
with them now,

I'll catch up
wtth you later...
"The woods are lovely, dark, and deep but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep..." Robert Frost
Dedicated to my friend Deborah, in whose words I witnessed a pause, a miracle...
 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Rupal
Stop!!!
Trying to cram life into death.
It is inevitable...
 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Jennifer Weiss
I see myself in all of you,
I'm so sorry.

I see the liars that have lied to you
and the lovers who made your eyes starry.

I see the records you have played
thirty times through

I see the lovers that took away
those starry eyes they gave to you.

I see the hate runnin through yo veins.
I see the lives you wish you had
I see you let it drive yo *** insane.

I see the dollar signs floating through ya brains

I see the love you calling love
but it doesn't feel same.

I see the lies.
I see the ties.
I see you cut them all the same.

And I ain't blind, so you know
I see the pain.
I see regret
I see emotion
so I know your
hurting
and mine
are one in the same.

I know that because
I see myself in you,
even through
all this rain.
and I still got love for you.
 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Marian
Dallas
 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Marian
You were probably my very best friend
So far in all my life
We would cuddle together on the porch
There was no need for words
But if there was something I wanted to say
I would whisper it in your ears
You’re not here now
And summer days are spent reminiscing you

**~Marian~
For the neighbor’s dog. (He was a Dalmatian.) I wrote this today! I really miss him since he was hit on the road. It didn’t really hurt me until years later. He really was my best friend. RIP, Dallas. <3
 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Miss Havisham
Happiness filled these bleak walls once.
It seems so strange, that it was years ago.

-M.H.-
 Dec 2014 Nicholas
Miss Havisham
I see the pure white snow melting,
as it drips through the holes in my ceiling.

I know that inside, my heart bleeds,
from the holes left from that jilt.

-M.H.-
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