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I love you to the edge of the galaxy and back, but it is never-ending. you mean what the sun means to us, you are beautiful, bright, and keep me alive. you do tend to burn at times, harsh, warm, sometimes the pain is good, other times not. i love you but sometimes i lose myself in that love. sometimes i use it to barricade myself from reality, and sometimes when you break that 4th wall i will spiral. but i need to learn i must not depend on others, it will bite me, soft gnaws become flesh-deep. I cannot depend on you, and i must learn the hard way. we will make mistakes, and it is always a breath of fresh air, a timestamp -- worldwide, to a burn of realization. i sought out reassurance, where you weren't aware it was sought, you tried your best, and i do not blame, my tongue is best kept a bay, for if i tried to express, i'd dump, and bite, and scratch with each scathing word, unintentionally tearing at our love, and i must resist, because i love you. i won you, i will learn to adjust i tried to make intents clear, that i did not take interest in that, i even cleared up at it, and it did not work. i was afraid to comment, out of fear you'd get mad, you told me you wouldn't, but you snapped earlier, you apologized of course, but it planted a needle of doubt, should i or should i not? pushing was too risky, i do not walk eggshells around you, but at times, past experience stares me down -- searingly, daringly, 'go ahead and test the waters.' but i've seen where it gets me. i try to ask, and attend, and help -- but you close yourself down, "We tell each other EVERYTHING!" is that so. .? bit hypocritical, but boundaries are walls of white sheet, one stain is ever-lasting, and i love you, so i do not pry, and i stay attentive and careful. it is very irritating, but i shall keep my tongue a bay, or it will lash, and i shall not become one that i was before. for i love you, hence i would never intentionally try, to cut you open and dissect your dismays, because i love you, and because i'd never want to hurt you how i've hurt others. i love you so much. i hope to never ruin our relationship, so i write here, where i speak in words, careful to depict, but not enough to be direct. i love you.
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Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 11:47 PM UTC
a breath of fresh air.
I love you to the edge of the galaxy and back, but it is never-ending. you mean what the sun means to us, you are beautiful, bright, and keep me alive. you do tend to burn at times, harsh, warm, sometimes the pain is good, other times not. i love you but sometimes i lose myself in that love. sometimes i use it to barricade myself from reality, and sometimes when you break that 4th wall i will spiral. but i need to learn i must not depend on others, it will bite me, soft gnaws become flesh-deep. I cannot depend on you, and i must learn the hard way. we will make mistakes, and it is always a breath of fresh air, a timestamp -- worldwide, to a burn of realization. i sought out reassurance, where you weren't aware it was sought, you tried your best, and i do not blame, my tongue is best kept a bay, for if i tried to express, i'd dump, and bite, and scratch with each scathing word, unintentionally tearing at our love, and i must resist, because i love you. i won you, i will learn to adjust i tried to make intents clear, that i did not take interest in that, i even cleared up at it, and it did not work. i was afraid to comment, out of fear you'd get mad, you told me you wouldn't, but you snapped earlier, you apologized of course, but it planted a needle of doubt, should i or should i not? pushing was too risky, i do not walk eggshells around you, but at times, past experience stares me down -- searingly, daringly, 'go ahead and test the waters.' but i've seen where it gets me. i try to ask, and attend, and help -- but you close yourself down, "We tell each other EVERYTHING!" is that so. .? bit hypocritical, but boundaries are walls of white sheet, one stain is ever-lasting, and i love you, so i do not pry, and i stay attentive and careful. it is very irritating, but i shall keep my tongue a bay, or it will lash, and i shall not become one that i was before. for i love you, hence i would never intentionally try, to cut you open and dissect your dismays, because i love you, and because i'd never want to hurt you how i've hurt others. i love you so much. i hope to never ruin our relationship, so i write here, where i speak in words, careful to depict, but not enough to be direct. i love you.
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"Shit's gonna be okay It's gonna be alright No matter How far down you are tomorrow's on your side" It's gonna work out even when The whole world is Spitting it back in your face and feels like there's no Guarantee-- it's gonna be just fine! One day you're gonna get everything you've worked hard for. Now just breathe and move through this moment No one can tell you how to live your life And no one can Be a better you than you. Each day is a new chance to try again. It's Okay to not be okay sometimes! I'm here with Kindness and love for the both of us!
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Jun 16, 2022
Jun 16, 2022 at 5:38 PM UTC
Shit's Gonna Be OK
I was so tired and frayed.     I wondered what moon you saw from that distant planet.     Outer space caused a great famine     Did you allow your lungs to love     An ounce of it if any, love. Define our love in a sentimental mood. A gravitational pull that holds my hand.     Exceptions where we let go to kiss the sun. We fall down around 12 to 1.     Coming back, warm in our commotion of fantasies. We spoke our mind telepathically.   You were so tired and frayed.     You wondered what moon I saw from that distant planet.     Outer space caused a great famine     Did I allow my lungs to love     An ounce of it if any, love? Remember high tides in October?  dressed up lovers, bittersweet contour? two mirrors colliding.       We became a downward spiral till we couldn’t call ‘us’ anymore.     No matter how much I see it, it’s just you and me but not the way it used to be. We were so tired and frayed.     We wondered what moon we saw from that distant planet of ours.     Outer space caused a great famine in thought..     ..The in-between which we could not meet made it hard.     We loved with every crevice of our body but with the last drop there was nothing to breathe from. An ounce of it if any.
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 2:32 AM UTC
Outerspace
i’m the man who’s gonna wake up next to you slipping away, a non-starter, her leg crosses over mine, a right sided shakedown shackle, adhesion flesh as tough as old yellowed scotch tape sticking stuck no escaping, a known 6:00am risk when you sleep with a pre-advertised holy roller, twist and turner woman, making you into an unofficial woe-man (too) left hand grabs the lamenting instrument, the beat up iPad, to record your enslavement, a distraction from the bladder’s faint morn winking at you with a Cheshire grin, muffling a chuckle, at a predicament wonderful familiar, but unresolvable this situation, a category of life’s small measure of annoyances, invokes the wordy title, and a write-down list of pluses and minuses, which I’ll spare which o’witch be the longer list poems are where you find them, under your nose, looking out a city bus window, but sometimes like flypaper, they just come unasked and stick to you, the separating of the skin, like a too tight bandaid, ain’t worth the pain and freedom gained later, share this missive and her suggestion, she will prepare an NDA (a non-disclosure agreement)  or adopt other strategies like pushing me out of the bed without warning when i am typing , to witch and to wit, reply, ah! another poem commissioned, and *perhaps, name change too, needed, making love in the morning* 12/14/19
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Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 1:40 PM UTC
i’m the man who’s gonna wake up next to you
You ****** me over one too many times... I still care, but I'm done waiting for something that's not gonna happen.
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Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
One Too Many
Isn't it weird She never gave you a second look And you are running after her like crazy, And I, who've always been by your side, You don't care about what I feel for you.
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 11:09 AM UTC
Isn't it weird?
this **** wild
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Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 10:57 PM UTC
life
"I hate you now as much as I will ever hate you." Our fingers laced with strained prose and my blooming heart. There's only so many ways to tell you this without us both realizing we might have not yet learned our lesson. The truth is, there's no way for me to know how much this really hurts. I've cast myself numb to the touches of future lovers and to be honest I've said too many times that I would cast this out of my mind but, baby, if you loved me, would you leave me? Could we bury this romance in a candlelight processional and a chorus of holy reverence, how long could we hold each other till our arms crumbled to dust under the six feet of people we once were? Would our kisses turn to ash so close to new flames we might light?... could either of us stand the flames? We'll be okay, I know in time this too shall fade but once, I had high hopes. Once I was left confused crying to a plane window and you couldn't tell me anything to ease the chaos in my mind. Why would you offer yourself to me like that if you didn't want me too? I'm so stressed, pressing on for answers but, maybe there's nothing to find. I'll move forward. One day.
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Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 2:12 AM UTC
The Truth
Within womb universe’s birth nebulous placenta housed seeds of life and white lily billions of years in future mid-wifery lady Madonna i.e. Gaia twill abort... cancel... fail cosmic amniotic fluid infinitesimal kernel unknowingly intimated mother earth giver of extant flora and fauna unleashed after big bang cosmic explosion galactic matter ala Jackson Pollack across void impregnating fecund celestial field embryonic entities germinating gamut multifarious floral fauna spectrum primordial soupy miasma evolving millennial timeframe distinct organisms **** sapiens master exploiter oblate spheroid usurped emiment domain epitomized goddess of fertility silent ovation humanity predecessors ovulated promulgating tentatively robust quite pathological population within clustered cloistered substantial redoubts mollycoddled, nursed swaddled by ancestral gracias moma mia figures, whose maternal role guarded vulnerable progeny, outfoxing invisible World Wide Web building inexorably linked network indomitable strength against wild things guaranteeing subsequent generations flourishing webbed unbridled success prompted contemporary bipedal hominid chance genetic dice throw origin of species weathering travails horrendous maternal sacrifices inducing acknowledgement unknown female forebears!
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
Mother Earth Day
I see you everyday I can hear my heart beat fast I can tell i'm smiling when I saw you I can tell when I feel hurt because your with her I blush red when your near I lought when your name pops up I wish you saw how I felt about you I wish you...could see that we could be more then friends But your with her And you look happy You look like she is everyhting You look at her, like she is the only thing in the world Like it's just you and her and no one else Maybe that could be me and you But.....You blong with her And I know that She is everything That I will never be
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 11:22 AM UTC
Untitled
The world always seems to leave me speechless I don't understand, the things that you needed Can we trust what they're showing on TV If reality's a lie So drag me back to the classics, I think I need something for this ache So take me back to yesterday Today's one day too late When I don't trust the words of the ones that hold me close Its getting close enough to be a threat, I think The air you expel leaves me so **** breathless With all of this time, I expected advances So tear down with disregard There is nothing for me to hide I wish I could read in a mix of context Believe you me, this isn't a contest Tear down this disregard I've been running short on time You keep running once you hit the ground I'm barely here, but you keep screaming at me Or at least, what used to be You're late to the party being burnt down in your name I'm leaving footsteps in the ashes
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
Not really all that dangerous
Early morning drink with ice, of course. I always felt so lost. In my mind was dark, my soul was crushed and my life was built on pretending. I smiled, I laughed a lot. No one knew my heart was in a knot. My body was numb, My thoughts were evil. I tried to break through all that I was going through. Could this all be so true? Was I losing myself, ...it was all something I was new to.   Nothing I was use to. The pain , frustration and anger. I didn't wanna talk, some days I didn't wanna get up ... Everything was a fuss. I had to figure out what was wrong, the depression I couldn't take ..I knew it would take over one day ...Will I ever be okay !?
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
Depression
Every passing moment Caught staring at the blissful sky Decorating the ceiling Awash in the glow Of light that hides away just out of frame It's been burning low Thoughts of my life still beckon, as the world takes a somber tone But the timing is right, pulled in this effortless misdirection It's numbing Found myself here Why isn't that enough... A gilded cage. Maybe I guess I'd rather let the summer air drench the weathered wood Another recessed cycle, all timeless til its over Lie here lifeless With nothing left to fight Only time
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Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 11:44 PM UTC
Tuesday
The little smile you give to me, When I give you mine: It's kind of like conspiracy, Shared in our two minds. The little giggle that you let fly, When I let mine fly, too: It's like laughing gas Has come to pass Between us: me and you. You know what's coming, And so do I. No reason to try and hide it. The smile grows into a grin, No trace of guile inside it. Defensively, you try to cover Everywhere you can, But you're helpless and you know it, You can't hide from Daddy's hands! A squeal of laughter breaks the still: Anticipation let go in a voice so shrill. The giggle becomes a full-force gale. Were both laughing now: A full-force wail! Let's play a game, We'll start from the top, Just like it's something new. We'll call this game "Son and Pop," Or maybe just, "Gonna Get You!"
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Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 11:36 PM UTC
Gonna Get You
The darkest of days can have the brightest of nights, if you look towards the stars and reflect on your life. The loves that you've grown and the joys that they bloom. Hugging your mother, and feeling safe like the womb. The adventures of youth, oh so simple and blissful. And the first week of spring, hearing singing birds whistle. The landscape of time with it's summits and peaks, is ripe for exploring 'til the heart cannot speak. Times may seem dark but look straight ahead. 'Cause things will get brighter once this day is dead
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Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
Dear, Reader
i met karl denke once had *** with him too i met him on myspace, he was the jealous type and i loved it, totally made me feel pretty i met him in person his mom called and asked him who was over and if it was anyone important he said no i overheard the whole thing, but karl made sure that i heard it because he told me his mom had asked him if i was his new girlfriend and that he had said no. then karl told me that he didn't owe me anything. he also told me i was too tall, he was used to shorter woman "a lot shorter", he said then another girl called, he looked at the caller id and said, "uh oh, i can't take this call now, i'll call her back later" karl didn't show me his city, he kept me in his tiny apartment it was a bachelor's he said his refrigerator was very ***** when i got home karl dumped me because i asked him if he missed me after i asked him that he said: "that's it, we're through" he dumped me online as i was listening to an mp3 file he had just sent me via yahoo instant messenger the song was "American Woman" by the Guess Who, a canadian rock band, formed in winnipeg in 1965 karl had planned the whole thing, probably around the time he saw my body wasn't built for reverse cowgirl about a year after karl dumped my american kardashian sized *** we spoke on the phone about all his new girlfriends. karl told me my writing was too angry. karl is doing really good these days, he posts book reviews on goodreads.com about books that i think are popular fiction but am not sure, since i have never heard of them and almost never read popular fiction. karl doesn't care if you like his reviews or not. his mom posted a picture of him and his latest girlfriend, who will maybe soon be his wife if she isn't already. she is a lot shorter, and probably isn't american so she is good enough for him. can't wait until karl hangs himself. i hope his mom posts a picture of that on her facebook page.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 5:21 AM UTC
"american woman, i'm going to mess your mind"
i met karl denke once had *** with him too i met him on myspace, he was the jealous type and i loved it, totally made me feel pretty i met him in person his mom called and asked him who was over and if it was anyone important he said no i overheard the whole thing, but karl made sure that i heard it because he told me his mom had asked him if i was his new girlfriend and that he had said no. then karl told me that he didn't owe me anything. he also told me i was too tall, he was used to shorter woman "a lot shorter", he said then another girl called, he looked at the caller id and said, "uh oh, i can't take this call now, i'll call her back later" karl didn't show me his city, he kept me in his tiny apartment it was a bachelor's he said his refrigerator was very ***** when i got home karl dumped me because i asked him if he missed me after i asked him that he said: "that's it, we're through" he dumped me online as i was listening to an mp3 file he had just sent me via yahoo instant messenger the song was "American Woman" by the Guess Who, a canadian rock band, formed in winnipeg in 1965 karl had planned the whole thing, probably around the time he saw my body wasn't built for reverse cowgirl about a year after karl dumped my american kardashian sized *** we spoke on the phone about all his new girlfriends. karl told me my writing was too angry. karl is doing really good these days, he posts book reviews on goodreads.com about books that i think are popular fiction but am not sure, since i have never heard of them and almost never read popular fiction. karl doesn't care if you like his reviews or not. his mom posted a picture of him and his latest girlfriend, who will maybe soon be his wife if she isn't already. she is a lot shorter, and probably isn't american so she is good enough for him. can't wait until karl hangs himself. i hope his mom posts a picture of that on her facebook page.
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bean hollow Bean hollow Thank you thee For all the fantastic memories From post fairy store dates to when I grew up and had adventures At your front doorstep Thanks bean hollow For the times that we shared Not only with Tomás But for my other friends and yeah I appreciate you And love everything too
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Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 3:20 AM UTC
An Ode to Bean Hollow
*Where dark clouds loom, eerily passing vile Peek through and see the light Radiating tenderly, it'll bring you a small smile Everything will be alright*
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 3:56 PM UTC
It'll Be Okay
The anger in them rises cause they’ve lost their inner Light; gone are their chances for Love; so they rail against the night… without an understanding. When blinded by defeat’s grief, they lash out with their hatred. Jealous of your victory, their vitriol is blood red- stuck in misunderstanding. Serve Christ and His Kingdom, while covered with His holiness; please Him during Life’s routines; shine brightly with Righteousness. Live your Life with Faith’s branding. Wear holy armor each day; let your joy attract the lost; revel in Faith’s contentment; remain grateful for The Cross and show Love’s understanding! When you really consider it, there’s no reason for a debate; Love doesn’t justify itself, seeing that… haters gonna hate! . . . Author notes Inspired by: Prov 9:7-12; 1 Tim 6:6 Learn more about me and my poetry at: http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 4:17 PM UTC
Poem: Haters Gonna Hate