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 May 2014 individuality-exists
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When you wake up to
the sounds of birds chirping from
her window through your
phone and you both
just so happen to
wake up at the
same time...
that's how you
know you're in
*love.
Wise men can tell you
of stories in the stars,
how life began on this earth
and that love is an imbalance of the heart.

These wise men drank wisdom
from the pages of age-old books.
They spent their lives learning of
what others know not.

I
see you in stars.
My life began to get me to you
and I don't care what love is
as long as it makes sense to you.

I spent my life knowing that of you
what others will never know.

I read your scars
like a lover's braille.

And I am not wise at all.
O great muse, where art thou?
Two weeks ago
I was your "baby"

Two weeks
Two weeks
I can't stop saying those words

Two weeks ago
I was your "baby"

And now, you're with her.
she will never... love you like I.
vivid sunlight rays
cut through to the forest floor
revealing bark mats
I can't stop smiling
every single day.
I think that it's because
you finally came my way.
I finally found that the guy that I truly have feelings for is a supportive, generous and amazing guy. :)
at the outset
his voice twas so promising
he painted a picture
for the citizenry so alluring
the people
were taken in
by the words he uttered
his fine speeches
were *******
and rhetoric cluttered
his vision for prosperity
didn't quiet eventuate
the economy of the land
sunk and did deflate
he talked the talk
but the man
just didn't have the fortitude
to walk the walk
the folks from California
to Boston
now observe
every nuance
in his void speeches
and they've become aware
of all the bosh
he preaches
his ratings as President
plummeting faster
than a parachutist
falling from the sky
To hurt you back would make me just as worse,
                        and...
Pretending it didn't hurt when it did, would be a lie.
So i choose to repay you back in sets of 3


I'm not mad

I was mad

now I'm not

i forgive you

*it's okay, okay?
Sometimes you've got to try and let the pain go otherwise you'll burn yourself holding onto it for too long.
-H
You
found something else
to do with your nights

something
or *someone
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