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Wes Oct 2010
Everything happens for a reason
Just never seems to be the right season
I won’t let you put these dreams to sleep
They will stay strong like my heart beat
I will no longer accept defeat
Conquering this mountain is no longer a choice
Rather it is a way to speak my voice
Nothing can stop this storm now
I am on my way to flip your world upside down
You will no longer wear a frown
Because you will always be happy as long as I am around
Wes Oct 2010
Ear
Therapy is for the weak
Though it is something we all seek
For our voice is to be heard
Problems to be consoled
Sometimes an ear is the best thing
Clears up the teary eyes
Whips away the saddening cries
You can’t always hold it in
Doing that just doesn’t make you win
Go out on a limb
Let your problems be heard
So we all don’t get to be absurd
Wes Sep 2010
My love is a curse
I smother them with my body
Hug them
Kiss them
Hold them
Talk to them
Never to let them go
I love them so much
I feel as though I could never live with out them
Hug them
Kiss them
Hold them
Never let them go
I never want to let them go
Until I realize that I am not in love with anything
I have stopped them from doing anything and everything they have wanted
Never letting them be themselves
Never letting them out of my sight
Never letting them move an inch unless I say so
I am their commander
Their guiding hand
Only I don’t guide
I demand
Only to realize
What I am holding in my hand
Is death
I have killed them
Killed their will
Killed the sense of being alive
I have smothered them to death
The one person I love has just died
I didn’t let them breathe
I have put the pillow over them and suffocated them with my love.
I am alone
No one to love
No one to hug
No one to kiss
Nothing to hold
This love is a curse
Wes Sep 2010
Painful and a struggle
Filled with tease and more jokes please
Life is joy, love and fear
All of which will cause you to shed a tear
Life is big smiles and small frowns
You'll always have those ups and downs
Life is passion and frustration
But at least it is filled with color and illustration

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