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that letter
she never wrote me
is
still
burning

in her

just
let
me
read
that letter
?






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oh my our goodness
we just
...
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.
Danial John Mar 2018
A ghost
An apparition
How can you ****
What never existed?
Danial John Feb 2018
If I want to die
                           So what?
If my beliefs are just complex lies
                           So what?
If my friends don't exist
                           So what?
If there's temptations I can't resist
                           So what?
If the broke stay broke and the rich get richer
                           So what?
If I can be reduced to 140 characters and a picture
                           So what?
If my faults are my own and not scars gained from the places I've grown
                           So what?
If I'm cold and alone, impaled on a fork in the road
                           So what?
If reality is meaningless and godly morality is diseasing us
                           So what?
If the good die young and the evil get to continue on
                           So what?
If the world is a beautiful place and the problem is the human race
                           So what?
If this poem rubs you the wrong way and you vow to make the unjust pay
                           So what?
If you feel like I am wrong or I went on to long
                           So what?
                      So what now?
                  So what do we do?
                So what is the point?
                 So what about you?
I wrote this, so what.
make it right
she asked me
leave me
one
more time
you will have
how many lefts
?




















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***** words
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ARCH Feb 2018
Whittle down the memories
And vale of love
Someone who urge me
To Stand tall
With the blink of an eye
All past existence cherishes
My soul and happiness tie
Although I may not be there
For you that time
But believe me I was you
All the time
Venturing the dim light
Of your cries and fright
I'm sorry I couldn't save you
But believe me I was you
Pallestine beauty
Danny Feb 2018
I never knew.

I never knew I could feel this way.
I never knew it could be this way.
The way you make me feel
As I feel you, beside me.

The warmth of which surrounds us
on this dark, rainy night
wrapped up in sheets.

If there's anything to learn from living;
it's the idea that love is a part of it
and life is the foundation of what love is capable of.

I never knew the extent of love,
until I found love staring at me in the eye.

and I love your eyes.
A quick, short poem I wrote about my soul-mate.
was she naked

she was kissing her again
her wings styled
on
me
what form she has taken
breath like cool rains mint
her feathers dance to catch me
falling through clouds
further through
the
limiting
she has
awoken me
swallowing
these flames
her breath
rests
over
me
prodigiouly vigorous dancing
?













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..
.
oh our moods
how
we
are
still here
...
you were me
then
i
could
still **** you
and live
it
don't work like that
so we wish
?













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my name is mud
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