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--- Aug 2013
This music
It isn't emotional
It isn't intelligent
In fact, it's dumb
But it makes me want to move
To play
All day
All night
Run
Jump
Fight
Love
It excites me.
Does it excite you too?
--- Aug 2013
The shadows move slowly
Sneakily
So you don't notice them.
The shadows move quietly
Leaking into your subconscious
And eating you from the inside.
They leak into your thoughts
Poisoning your mind with dreams of pain
Hate
They slowly move to cover your face
They slowly move to cover your mind
They silently strike
And poison your soul.
A shadow creeps into your mind even now
Seeding the painful thoughts and actions
Which will drive you to hurt yourself and others.
Ruining a day for no reason at all
Forcing a night into sleepless torment
Always next to you
Always surrounding you
Hiding from the light
Owning the night.
Fight these shadows
Drive them away with joy
Love
Light
Happiness
Compliments
Laughs
Lazy days in the sun
Kisses
Fight these shadows
And rid the world as best you can.
--- Aug 2013
Adviser conniver
Bring me some cheese
I'm lost in a forest
Full up with trees.
My father a lion
My mother a *****
I just may collapse
If I don't find a bench.
From sunrise to sunset
I wander so lost
Soon Winter will come
I'll be covered in frost.
The blue of the sky
The chill of the air.
I fear for my life
Should I come cross a bear.
This has no real meaning
I felt the need to write.
Trying to stay awake
Wish this could be goodnight.
No idea why I wrote this....
--- Aug 2013
I love how
After we hang out
Almost every time
My shirt smells like you.

I love it.
--- Aug 2013
How do I know what
True beauty is?
Well,
I've had the pleasure of witnessing it
Every time
That I look into your eyes.
--- Aug 2013
I go to bed
And I wait.
I wait for sleep to envelop me
Overriding all of my connections
Taking over my dormant mind.

I wait
I wait for the dream you want us to share
The dream we've both had
Repeatedly.
Tonight, shall we share it?

I'll be waiting for you
In my dreams.
--- Aug 2013
You're making me run
Out
Of things to write about.

It's not that I'm bored
Oh no
I love these feelings that I want to express

It's just that
I've expressed them.
I hope my writing isn't
Redundant.
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