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 May 2017 spartan73
Ryan Holden
Gin
 May 2017 spartan73
Ryan Holden
Gin
Destination home,
My room begins to spin,
Memories of amusements,
And copious amounts of Gin!
Hangover.
I will never stop loving too much,
Giving the entirety of my heart,

I will never stop believing in love,
Looking into souls and admiring their Uniqueness and individuality like Beautiful, imperfect art.

I will never stop seeing the world  
Through empathetic eyes,

I will never stop appreciating life,
No matter how many more times my
Heart silently cries.

I will never stop being true to myself,
I will fight until the very end,

I will never stop being kind to the world,
To every special, precious friend.

I will never stop appreciating nature
And solitude, my sacred love in life,

I will never stop wanting the best
For every child, man, and his wife.

I will never stop giving my all
To every person that I happen to meet,

I will never stop offering my pure heart And soul to anybody on the street.

I will never stop caring too much,
This is who I really am;
And I will always be who I am!

I will never stop being emotional, Sensitive, considerate, kind, Compassionate, and courteous,
Why? ... Because I can!

By Lady R.F. (C) 2017
 May 2017 spartan73
J
Storm
 May 2017 spartan73
J
cold as the ocean
she flows like rain
down the street
to the water again

devoid of colour
she splashes and cries
under the lamps
with no light in her eyes

crackling like thunder
she sits by the river
toes in the water
and cobble beneath her

grey as the clouds  
her salty tears shine
she loses control
to the storm of her mind
 May 2017 spartan73
Atma
So silent, her despair,
The will to be seen , by whom she called her universe
Shallow and narrow, her soul
                                              and her body
Inked with the memory of thy heaven
But her skies turned grey, each time you looked away.
 May 2017 spartan73
Lydia Cooper
Hello hello oh mystery man
It's funny how people meet
Are you the one who fortune told
Would kiss the ground under my feet?
Now let's not get too ahead of ourselves
Wearing our hearts on our sleeves
But I've been waiting for someone to come along
And make a woman out of me
A voice still unheard yet I can already imagine
I'll melt like morning dew
Hello hello my mystery man
It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
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