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Ocho the Owl Jun 2014
I love the way you say my name

The space between the letters is a echo-y cavern

That is filled
with my
unexplainable
love
for
you
Ocho the Owl Jun 2014
This is what I can promise you:

Your journey WILL NOT be a straight line

You will know heartbreak, like it or not

You will spill your blood on this earth,
expect it, just don't let it define you

Your thoughts are the only thing
you have
control over

Don't take and take and take from
the universe
and be surprised when the universe
takes from you in return

Always give first
Ocho the Owl Jun 2014
Tell me that you love me

Adore me

Take my weathered
tattered remains

As they are

or not
Ocho the Owl Jun 2014
Never
will this day return to you

All the smells and sights

Surrender to them

Let them permeate you

You'll thank me later
Ocho the Owl Jun 2014
If you can fight....
Fight!
If you can sing....
Sing!
If you can jump....
Jump!
If you can laugh
Laugh!

Maniacal are those who
consciously are not
what they
actually are  

Be amongst those who
simply
are
EXACTLY
what
they are

Nothing more...
nothing less...
less
Ocho the Owl Jun 2014
The brevity of this life of yours is so fleeting

That the breeze which pierces through branches

seems like snail in comparison

So, so quickly it goes...
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