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You change the rules for the ones you feel are better than the rest
You make people cry when they are alone
There is no way to break your wrath
The only way to survive is endless nights and unbearable mornings.
You ruin the day by making people hopeless
I hope you enjoy ******* the life out of people because the others know
they're next.
The year is almost over, and our days together are numbered.
I hope when we reach zero you go on your broom and fly far far away.
Always asking your questions that no one cares about,
talking about the future when there is none the questions are useless just busy work
You look the same everyday like a bad cartoon.
You talk about birds like they are a saint but there is nothing good in your black colored glasses.
You talk about graduation but there is no point,
the questions you ask won't help me get there.
How am I supposed to go up to my parents and feel the need to explain the final letters that will haunt me the rest of my days,
because I know that your grading will matter to them
I hope when we reach zero you go on your broom and fly far far away.
My creamy silken Irish skin
     looks ghostly white with full red lips
        freckled spots come out to play
        and belly coins dance on my hips

      The long and swinging skirt is pure
         entrancing you with dancing dips
           Dickla covers neck so modest
            you gently pull with fingertips

             We are getting close to fire  
     Dance 'round flames in hand a switch  
        Outstretched arm cast Spell on You          
            by a lovely Roma travelin' witch

           Dancing bells about my feet
           pounding in your **** heart
           drawing you nomadic beats
           that hit you like a poison dart

           Twilight time casts its glow
         Gypsy Moon hangs in the sky
            Cast a spell to be my beau
         You never ask the question why

          Come inside this Gypsy coven
                     Dark haired..
                         red lipped..
                          gypsy lovin'

           You'll forget you have a name
          My Gypsy love will be the blame
               better to be quite insane

               No one's going to believe

                  I Put A Spell On You...



                    Cherie Nolan © 2016
My Gypsy Heart trying to put a spell on someone but I think my mojo is broken LOL.... :)
 Jun 2016 Steven Forrester
Polar
I stand before you

Bare, bold, naked

To hold a mirror

Against your hatred
Our fate will never be
Defined by hate.
The definition of our
Love
Is just too great.
Too great and too true to be
Shot down cold.
For all the evil in the world,
May God bless your
Soul.
...
It started raining
drip
drip
drip
then the flood comes in
drip
drip
drip
destroying everything
drip
drip
drip
puddles forming
drip
drip
drip
the rivers bursting
drip
drip
drip
then nothing.
playing with fire
was like
sharpening the knife
only just
to cut your own
throat

©IGMS
nothing remains
only just the ashes of
your regrets
You've been given a smile, so use it.
You've been given eyes, so look up.
You can laugh, so laugh now!
Don't you see the brighter side?
Allways remember to look at the bright side of life. Have a great day, and remember to smile!
Dream it.
Build it.
Paint it.
Scar it.
Regret it.
Burn it.
Repeat.
Life, happens.
the
unity          of id
eas                       link
ing p                               eople
toge                          ther
to f              orm
solidarity.
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