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 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
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 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
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A statement phrased
as a question
how rhetorical
why ask answered questions
to see if I knew the answer
to show how much you know
cause you're obnoxious.
mayhaps
how much of who you are is ego?
how much is self-actualization?
and how much does answering these questions
help or hurt one or the other?
 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
Jasmin A
You're the Ballet en Pointe;
difficult yet graceful and magnificent.

You're winter; touching my roots
and removing the orange anger
hanging from the fragile tips of
my branches after autumn weather.

You're Easter; every secret I find
hidden in your life's bushes is an egg
left by that gracious holiday creature and
I'm triumphant and I love you more.

You're California; hot and fun.
Every corner. Every turn
something new to discover and
enjoy.

You're mine. Stay mine, baby.
*Forever.
(•◡•)
j.***
 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
aj
kind death
 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
aj
i finally get to feel your touch
the knife through my heart wasn't what i was expecting,
but it'll suffice

my blood turns to ribbons on ice, and
i'm crying

you've ruined me, and i love you so much

i am a wicked thing, filled to the brim with you, and
every time you're near i pour
out the emptiness

you're killing me, but i can't stop smiling

god won't **** me and you want me dying
Maybe someday,
When nostalgia won’t be my only friend,
When my life won’t be solitary confinement,
My mind my cell,
My body my capturer.

Maybe that day,
When i will again feel
something other than a palette of sadness,
I will tell you i am happy.

And maybe on that day
or the first time in forever,
It won’t be a lie.
But that day is not today (i’m sorry).
And was the day of my delight
  As pure and perfect as I say?
  The very source and fount of Day
Is dash'd with wandering isles of night.

If all was good and fair we met,
  This earth had been the Paradise
  It never look'd to human eyes
Since our first Sun arose and set.

And is it that the haze of grief
  Makes former gladness loom so great?
  The lowness of the present state,
That sets the past in this relief?

Or that the past will always win
  A glory from its being far;
  And orb into the perfect star
We saw not, when we moved therein?
love between two people is a thing for life

you settle down get married become a man and wife

make a home together how happy you will be

sharing all your love for eternity.



spend your life together with a love so true

with each beat of your heart there  inside of you

happy ever after together you will stay

and the love you share will never go away
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