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Ave Oct 8
I hate crush culture
I’m in love with a *** guy
And a straight girl
I’m in love with people who will never be with me
Because of a dumb thing like sexuality
I’ve tried to define my self but the closest I’ve gotten is that
i like people... just people.
Yes, once I did a newsboy job,
With a newsagent I did hobnob,
Our little town at four o'clock,
In depths of winter, quite a shock,
In New Blithering I did search,
Why did Heathcliff leave me in the lurch?
Not to be a drama queen,
I did retire from that scene,
It was quite amusing I say,
Second breakfasts every day,
No wonder we were obese and fat,
No longer a newsboy, that's that!
Feedback welcome.
Eric Angels Sep 6
Pain is the purest form of pleasure
She's the source of mine.
But I await her, patiently...
Like a sailers lover awaits a bottle message by the sea shore..
Not knowing whether the winds and tides were kind or not
acacia Jul 8
“you were the boyfriend in my ******* last night”,
soaked up in the bed, and i dried those tears;
saturated moonlight absorbing my old fears.
dust falls from the empty shelves,
books fade with memories.
do you remember your text? do you remember your call?
do you remember to keep me in your sight?
hang me on your wall, don’t forget me tonight.
you say your thirst can keep you up all night,
you say your hunger can take away your fight.
keep me in the front of your mind, don’t push me to the back (of the line).
inspired by self control

an old draft

another synchro my friend
acacia Jul 7
Postured up high
green vertical sign
vertical is blue
after green comes blue

He takes it in all night
sipping from a cursed chalice
pull down your armor
show the world your undergarments
take off your hidden charms

Drag a sword across the way
stab them in the chest
they pray to your name
they pray you find their way
Uncoil your serpent
let jets rush through your ears
feel your soul detach, feel your spirit detach,
let this hole detach, keep your spirit in tact

You'd look softer in moonlight
you, the God, calls upon Mount Lake --
you dip your mind into the "A-ness of A";
flail all of your belongings, they belong to the ground
everything is all natural, everything you do is a distraction

Contemplation -- is that what you want?
contemplation -- is that your goal?
Followers think you're their only true lover,
they lay down their kidneys for you --
pedestal, you lay on, above the matrix,
above the world, above (y)our citta, above the soul;

take back everything you say,
purge all of your thoughts: you never had to be this way,
your ghosts now lurk in your pocket, bees swarm your eyes,
they will never stop until -- don't ponder stupid questions like that,
don't assume I'm higher than you, don't you assume I grovel at you feet --

go to the planet of nothing, see what it all really looks like
grandiose can only get you so far
your arrogance stinks up your soul
this room wreaks with cynical fascism, the carpet molds
and your contagious bacteria grows

I will clean up your mess for you,
I'll bask in this narcissistic stench of yours
they take your pictures, they curse at your name,
they see you smile, they lick up your blame
I'd want to be your only true lover
I'm not a spatial thinker

You follow up the road to the stairs
to the highest door shrouded in white
Here,you sing in hymns and snowy tundras,
Here, you are clad in black
your skin is white as carbon
your heart is browner and darker and blacker than below

I burn down your trees
you burn down my city
they aid in your destruction
pseudo-knowledge is their best bet
you've tricked them all now

Get out of my castle
this could be Our castle
I'm ready for it right now
give me the Green light,
let me be the blue-black flame,
the flame to hold your white up high

O, my flame
I still hold your vision in my mind
the walks we will take
the grass verdant and the water trickling
down our steps
it's all there to remind ourselves
that we are interwoven with ourselves and
the birds and trees and bees
these bushes float above the grassy hills
Do you still love the fairies? The spirits
are nothing but our own mind, we are the spirits
in the garden, in our garden, in your garden

O, my flame,
some things will never change
some things have never changed at all
though it may seem that way
to our unseeing eyes
to our veiled eyes
we cannot see all colors, anyway,
so what makes you think that we
see it all? we cannot hear all sounds, anyway,
so what makes you think that we
can contemplate it all?

I will always be there for you, Ground,
to feed you and to water you
O, my flame,
the night-light breathes through
our trees, we walk the distance in the night
the rain won't touch us here
Do you want it to touch us there?

O, my flame,
swim towards me, swim through the fields,
swim through the meadows, swim through the air,
swim through the porous clouds, swim through the smoldering
smoke, swim through the smoke-soaked toads, swim in a knee-length
sea,
whatever it takes to get towards me, whatever it takes to get near me,
whatever it takes to fall in me,
say you are still kindled
Some things will never change
[ @GopalMaharjan, other fellow writers and, authors. ]
@GopalMaharjan, other fellow writers and, authors.
I see you there
My true words and feelings. It hit me hard that I had to quit writing. Now nothing makes good sense or feels familiar. Just sorrowful and empty. https://m.facebook.com/VenjencieCliftonArnold
Let us remember today how much
God has loved us all.
And let us remember today
why Jesus Christ was born.

Love He told us in which to abide.
Love the reason He was crucified.

Este dia te recibimos Dios
en nuestro corazon.
Para darnoa vida eterno,
el Padre te mando.

Amor un regalo que uno puede dar.
El vino para nuestros pegados pagar.

Love, the greatest gift that one could give.
Love, is how we all were made to live.

Today love was born in Bethlehem
let us all come celebrate!

Our Savior and Lord of all The Christ,
Our New Born King!

Love each other is what we must do.
Love why Jesus came and died for you.

Let us remember today how much
God has loved us.
And let us remember today,
why Jesus Christ was born.


Milton L. Delgado
This is what Christmas is only about...everything else, in my opinion, is *******!
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Zero attention.
To have my potential.
Iron, Iron you're my friend.
You lifted my hemoglobin.
But I need also C vitamin for active effect.
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