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. . .because they are partially made of salt.

One has to lose,
                       part of oneself,
                                              to find them.
Robin Carretti Jul 2018
This is not, a time to loosen up
Or nine to five job to give up
Just saddle up the power is in you
Five ladies cafe to dine at five and
drove* the meter is running
(The Canadian Cup) team versus the
     *Taxi Cup*
He swooned you in your
Five dreamy but 1/2 heart sugars

*Just sip take a trip come on your lovers*

Come on Baby bloomers
Let's see some boom!!!!
In your hips, men
will be
The temptation 1*2*3*4*5

We need fewer digs
*With World, we need more heart flags*

We don't have to
cross our hearts
Perhaps tattoo heart legs
Don't get caught in a mesh
Clean up your trash
No more Strikes to flash
The lucky ones to cope

What a rope in
This isn't the Pope
Somehow we all get broke
To court her like your the
Their hearts like Lassie
How I met them
The deeper
we go more impact
Those seven sins
Never a change of
subject how it
remains in your heart

Prayers to God*

How it hit hard to react
But changed to
five cards
I wonder if the
heart card was there
We win

Heart digs
Oh! There
No, I am here
We are always  
I only
have 5 minutes
No, I phone have a heart
Oh! where is designed for me
Those five plates
Whats in between them


But the show must go on
We are opening Live- Five
Strong heart to give the caring
The useful heart is never so daring

My gate

Or losing add +++
The hard and
Our community
Heftier like Jupiter
Heart to build
the gravity

A big kiss hunch
of five roses
Your getting to bloom
but only have
5 extra movie parts

Laced curtains waved your water
like a mermaid tail
Your heart delicate hands
opened up your emails

I think you hit the
Max to the million shot

No heart of gold
Only more leaders
Scrambling and digging your fork
Mixing those egg beaters

Five men think they know
there women
like ten
Turn to five wrong
There it goes the lucky
five arguments

A plot beating
like a hot-shot
The French Baguette
Bread like firecracker
Five-carat baguette
wedding band in her safe
Heart digs to five hands
Heart neck guilty as a giraffe
The cafe house had only
5 cups left  they sold you out
Only Five Bed and breakfast
Do detailed with their Ladyfingers

This is five alive forever to be players
But need more alone time
or someone will
be doing the time

What is real-time so sublime

That rose- paper cut- origami
Sorcerer of five he was like the
cold cuts of big Sub Salami
Japanese sword samurai

What a Geronimo Oh! no
This wasn't a hot potato
Or Gizmo No-Go

Getting a shot for Polio
The gusto songs to the heart play
the Cosmo's
5 stars to heart his afterglow
Like a titanic ship but heroics
Five lunatics crazed ******
5 Mario gamers so demonic
DOMINO'S bed five students wed
We dug deeper get-up sleepy-head
The Clock 5 clock
heartless boom *

Exposed cries location set
Network U- dig cups heart unsugared
Be personalized hardship traumatized
Something curved car tear cursed
He misplaced my lips
Like frying pan egg scrambled words
Crossed heart Rapper so believing

The Fox five sticking tacky glue
His CD Rose lying pants no clue
Painful pointed shoes need R&R

2 -B reassured Restlessness
     Robin's *Responsibilities
The Heart On Replay

The deeper you dig to restart
My heart is like a
healthy hearty brain
Definitely sharp and smart

Men on Pause I truly believe nature takes its course
but another beat to go is that so?
I am on fire and ice a heart is
never the forever
Five times I had to wake you up

I am the love cure reminiscing,
giving me five reasons
Our beautiful change of heart in season
Studying the fine art heart

Never refusing, relive my life
five-step to strive
Robin shoutbox she getting
her point across
Housewives or Singles
Either you're the worker or loner
The heart pleaser the boss
Your heart looks good on your dress
Whether we win or deep mess
The good heart can change to a bad start

Bad love outfoxed
Venus- beauty moved on like a
digging over
For  fresh start be heart
The hearts what digs this is not the 9-5 workers we are talkers
and long settling in heart walkers come any join me we may actually be alive did I get a live one
Den trøje
Han stjal den fra mig
For at holde sig varm
På de kolde sommeraftner.
Han gav den en unik duft
Og på det tidspunkt duftede den af tryghed, som var jeg hjemme, som glæde, som ham.
Men nu er det vinter.
Jeg tog trøjen på i morges.
Og nu får den samme duft mig til at føle mig glemt
og at den trøje
har brug for en tur i vaskemaskinen
Ofelia Jan 2018
And I'm lost
But I don't care
Cause you're here
To show me the way
And to take me away
You're in my heart
You're in my mind
You're my body
You're my soul
And I need your strength
Cause I don't have any left
But you're here
To show me the way
And to take me away
PrttyBrd Mar 2015
There he was, smiling
Basking in the sight of me
In love, without words
statictitanic Feb 2015
She was always strange and confused
in a state of ambivalence
where is God and where is my mind?
why can't I see what's in front of me? Why am I following my own destiny, yet also following the streets people paved for me?
She didn't want to wait anymore for reckless answers that didn't make any sense to her at all.
She walked in front of a train to see the end of her tunnel
llcb Nov 2014
Kompromisløse nætter holder mig vågen
så mine små øjne bliver røde og store som morgensolen
Natten er min dag mere end dagen selv
fordi intet intet vækker mig mere
end når alt andet sover
Skrevet kl. 4:02 en simpel tirsdag
hvis ingen vil være med
så lad os lege alene
tagfat under dynerne når mørket falder på
hvis folk spørger sover vi
men de ved bedre og vi er ligeglade
for vi er i øjeblikket
mine kraveben skaber hjerter i dine skuldre
og dine åndedræt fanger mig i en hule af sikkerhed
med dine øjne låser du mig inde
og med dit hjerte
holder du fast
på drømmen
vi havde
Austin B Sep 2014
Do not try and ephixiate your mind on random cohesions.

Everthing is an abormal abnormality,
The thought of existance, such a chaotic verse of simplicity.


Open the gates of inguinity and forget what lies beneath you,
You are far better than your demons. The demons that seek to end all presence of creativity.

Let there be nothing but a powerful pound of the heart.

I am alive. I am the darkness inside the light.

— The End —