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Robyn Neymour Feb 2010
Not really that insane,
But I'm keeping my sanity.
Moving with the capability,
Of superman on steroids.
Yes that is really me.

Smile oh while,
Yes i gave my face a rest.
Now who will be the one I'm arresting?
Surely not the one i love the best.
Maybe I should put fear to the test.

Capable of doing the incapable thats me.
I unleashed the ravaged beast that lyed within me.
I can't contain it nor hold it back.
This is just a short story of how I,
Finally got off the rack.

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© RGN Feb 14th 2010
Robyn Neymour Feb 2010
I watched you all my life,
Taking risks putting up a fight.
I in fear forever held back,
Better than you at anything,
Except courage not that.
I watched in fear tangled with my mind,
My emotions, yet so pure and divine.
My heart rate increases,
I can feel the adrenaline rush.
But with just want thought,
I’m unable to touch.
I watch you Oh brave one so mild and meek.
The way you’d do anything,
Though it would sweep you off your feet.
Though I created you,
You I could never be,
I created a fatal flaw of holding back,
Mentioned in my own epiphany.
I became fearful of that,
Which was suppose to be me.
Though I’d watch you
And believe that I can be.

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© RGN Feb 14th 2010
Robyn Neymour Feb 2010
Do I write to cure my mind of the things unseen,
By any other human being,
To regain strength from the pain?
That solemnly remains,
In my heart relentlessly stopping me,
From pleasures that are gained?
Am I the one that’s standing alone in the rain?
Or am I myself the rain?
Is it me that is untamed,
Causing bad weather that strikes the pulmonary vein?
Though my thoughts I try to contain.
Am I like hurricane Katrina?
Yet not wanting to cause harm to New Orleans.
So can I relate myself to hurricane Jane?
Who quickly passes over the Bahamas,
Not causing too much disaster,
But after Francis what else is there to be seen?
Did I change everything,
Because it looks like everything’s the same.
Even without me there will be someone with my name.
Just not my fingerprints though, they would have never came.
So really is the world the same without me,
Or would it have a different frame?
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© RGN Feb 4th 2010
Robyn Neymour Feb 2010
Arrange me then,
Sense you’ve created me.
I beg tell me who I am.

Describe to me my insecurities.
Explain my flaws.
Explain my shallow but bleeding heart.

I cry out in the woods,
A fox that is wounded with a blade,
And you call me clever.

Shatter me I plead,
Ignore my rights,
My potential to speak.

Take away my everlasting features.
Take away my personality,
Take away my thoughtless mind.

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© Feb 4th 2010 RGN
Robyn Neymour Feb 2010
Hold me close,
That I can feel the darkest part of you soul
Tell my lust is no longer opposed,
And my heart feels whole,
To your unfailing love.
I despise you,
Your grip is to eloquent,
Your fingers are askew,
Your body’s prevalence,
Now everything’s anew.
Everyone is after you,
It’s only few that you choose.
Why me again your time is overdue.
My heart clutches though I’m confuse,
I’m tired of an indirect abuse please self remove.
So caught up I lose control.
Or is it you that’s in control of me?
Leave me breathless is that your goal?
Tears run down my eyes so you let me be.
Hold me again please or I shall not speak.

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© RGN Feb 4th 2010
Robyn Neymour Jan 2010
My eyes whisper
My heart burns,
It feels like a black hole.
Wounded but for love.
My passion ceases,
Only indirectly to cry,
What’s more important,
My future or my cry?
I tend to drift
Emotions too far gone
Emotionally disturbed
I’m not the one.
So helplessly I groan,
Too remove all aspects of pain
My eyes still whispering
But no one else sees.
Hard to take a deep breathe
It hurts my heart.
But I need to try and take it
To release the pain and scars.
My eyes whispering.

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© RGN Jan 30th 2010
Robyn Neymour Jan 2010
Is this love? I asked myself.
My heart beating fast…..
My blood rushing down my veins.
Breathing so hard I forgot where I was.
Twindle
I paused as I tried to settle myself.
I gripped my pillow tight,
My fingers turning red.
My eyes burst out in tears.
Twindle
How could I be so emotional?
When we were only kids?
I expected it to be the same love,
Like it was back then.
Twindle
Wait there is a chance you might still love me!
But why do I feel my heart crying for help?
I looked out the window for a deeper meaning of love.
All I saw was a dark shallow place that I was afraid of.
Twindle
I sank myself with my tears gasping to take a full breath.
I don’t believe it,.
I had lost myself within an hour,
Because of a childhood experience with you.
Twindle.

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© RGN Jan 30th 2010
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