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Robyn Neymour Jun 2010
What is so peculiar about the human's mind?
They say men think alike,
And women do as well.
But don't you think a male,
Or a female think alike sometimes?
Yes, yes, I know men,
And women have general traits.
Does that mean though
We all portray these traits the same way?
Some men have trouble,
Comprehending the mind of a woman.
Some women have trouble,
Grasping the actions of a man.
I never said all of us do.
Distant is the man,
That doesn't understand a woman's heart.
Foolish is the woman,
That doesn't understand the affections of a man.
The relationship will crumble,
For man, woman, and love,
Have their own understanding.
Knowledge will forever be void,
If understanding will never be the source.
So where does the mind come into play?
How could you have understanding,
If you don't have knowledge?
Look at what you see around you,
Then your mindset just may change.

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© - Written 11:40 a.m. 06/05/10 RGN
Robyn Neymour Jun 2010
I will dream of the days that held me in his arms.
This lion kept me safe, although I was strange to him.
He never looked at me as unique. I never expected him to.
I only heard him roar at the enemy.
He always wallowed, I would cry in fear,
And he would always at that moment be in glee.
I'm a stranger he'd ponder because I'd see it in his eyes.
I'm not of his kind he would think to himself,
I have only but one purpose,
That would be lunch.
The lion would **** me, then would have breakfast and brunch.
A stranger in it's eyes.

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© RGN 11:05 a.m 06/05/10/   Robyn G Neymour
Robyn Neymour Jun 2010
Inspire the light in your mind.
Create the thoughts you never dreamed of.
Seek after the distance you'd never go.
Run after that which you say you can't achieve.
Climb on that which you can't hold on to.
Maybe then you will turn on the light,
That is waiting to be lit in your mind.

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© RGN  - 11:00 a.m. 06/05/10 Robyn Neymour
Robyn Neymour May 2010
Creativity I fear,
Being unaware of the past and present possessions.
I lost control of it,
I utter the words that my finger tips once molded.
I am that I am without even expressing it.
Controlling myself within.
Unbelievably spoken out,
As harsh white clouds,
Looking abruptly at the trees that sway gently in the wind.
Creativity where have you been,
Cracked, shattered, my iris withers.
Now to men I’m colour blind.
I’m finding my way.
No colour in the eyes,
Creativity shall continue to hide.

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© RGN  - Written 7/5/2010 10:24 a.m.
Robyn Neymour Mar 2010
My skin is melting away,
Why not?
I’m only a mile away from the sun.
What’s this, I’m still alive.
But I’m supposed to be dead.
Treachery I shout.
Your were the treacle to the venom,
That once resided in me.
I can feel the blade of the sword,
Wrenching through every vital vein in me.
As I can continue to draw nigh to the sun.
My senses I already lost a long time ago.
Though the pain does exist.
The heat didn’t matter I really didn’t care.
I stayed through it all but you seem so unaware.
You threw me this far,
Because I allowed you too.
I wanted it,
But  I didn’t see the death in your eyes view.
The dux hidden away from the sun.
Once more I lie within the darkest shadows of the soul.
Revealed to the very light of my own shadow.
The sun my body with one I’m now immune.

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© RGN 3/22/2010 12:10 p.m.
Robyn Neymour Feb 2010
I've struggled between life,
And my own.
Who hasn't though,
When the world has it's own twisted insanity.
Sick minded, I lived to wallop people on the streets.
I intend not to eat but to satisfy my own belief.
Gasp I do as I see you walk by,
Hurt full of shame I neglect whats really right.
Shadow of the darkness creeps before my feet,
The gentle soft touch of light from the sun,
Removes her rays from me.
Twilight zone hits now its time for me to run.
Run from the darkness,
Tell me which race has already been won.
Freaked out from the mist,
And the intelligence of the dark.
It has its own intellect,
I hear it converse from afar.
I'm lying on its rack.
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© RGN Feb 15th 2010
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
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