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Angel Moore May 2013
HE said to write
           create.
{read my wordfs} dont be scared.
your m.ind will fill in the blanks


caps lock willl destroy. your muind.


....your story begins now.

Dont be afraid and read the wLls./
find a quiet place.
find a song.
feel it. taste iut. create a song......                                                       ­   


chapter two.
i went to ***...
      you came to me,
found me in a dark room....posted.      I cant read this he said disappoinbted. :( keep trying :)))





{hey there friendship, lets have a heart to heart....walk outside for chapter two..... i'll be there in the night. In the quiet. silence.


phone is dead :(((( who cares! party in the basement.




can you read this yet???
tgake me on a messy date.
i want to play in the sunshoine. heal my /adhd please
                                                   ((((adivan is gone :( who steals from a friend???

/where did Noelle leave her pants anyway




((((( chaptep two.
quit your mind. listen to the music..shhhhhhh////
read tyhisd 6omorrow...
caps lock are evilsssss.........
listenm tp the robots 2013......


find me in the dark writing rymes. changing soings. creating. , , , ,
authors. intillects.
teachers.

cults are bad!!!!!!!! god is love. dont do drugs and go on adventires.


read the bible everyday. silence your heart. take a deep breath. no one cares. they will foind you again.


dont be scared...

quiet moments are the best. where did i put my cigarettes.                                  to be conyinued.
edit or no>>>>

bring back indie bands. then they become mainstream you know :( sad hipsters.
i just wanna play.
no one gets me.

pep talks and ****.
partys downstairs.
find me later when they go to bed.

go play.

'
you have nothing to do tomorrow.
its only 11????? i like numbers. i hate math.

i have to *** still.

waiting. who cares. go to sleep. i'll stay up all night and write poems...

i sleep in tuckers room when heres not here. i miss him so bad sometimes. i wonder what 6 year olds dream about, you know?


this is gunna be EPICCCC!!!! sermon on the way...to becontinued. tweet me clues from the front porch.


i'lll be quiet. my phones dead anyway. oh well. phones are bad.


wheres the bathroom?


oh yeah. chapter two.
how long can i write this poem before they try and find me.

          the basement is to farrrr.....cigarettes on the front po
Jack R Fehlmann May 2015
honey any direction
you hold Avenue
Are blessed
Though only in reflection
Infrequent Glimpses,
memories of a fragrance
Irreconcilable differences
Heartbreaking recollections
Every direction,
You are a part of
Echoing closely and far away
No place that hides or denies
Images and reasons to
Or not to, You
Unwanted necessities
such as this fragile peace
Forever and always unmade
Won't be, never lessens or fades
Feelings are effective triggers
With unfailing memory
Still strum and play
Strings beneath cry iut
Easier accepting never accepting
Ever after sold this fool
All his dreams,  every part he guarded
No longer,  but for now has been
His burden and imposed sadness.
Loss love rejection loneliness
Luna Casablanca Aug 2014
Give me an Orr.
Just something I can use,
To get away from my troubles.
I'll strengthen my arms,
To push the boat
And let my past be behind me
As I'm overruled
By current.

Give me a saddle.
And I'll need a horse.
To gallop me away
From the bugs who don't know
When to stop,
And the dogs who don't know
When to not come in.

Though the mail comes in,
I open my letter sitting at a wood
Table.
It is from a friend, who wants to know
How
I'm
Doing.
So they care about me.

Oh,
How could I ever leave?
I know I'm needed
And I need you.
I am not going to
Take you away from the world we love.
Through your love,
I'll stay.
I would rather go
On a boat and horse ride
With the people in my life.

And you'll need me
To pull you iut of the water when you drown.
And whenever you're up on the horse,
And you fall,
I'll be there to
Pick you up
Again.
For the people in my life. It may get hard but you're always there as I am too.
What is love and what is friendship, a fine distinction
I do not know when and how it but blends to be one
Kindness of hearts make it a pure sweet benediction
It is what is called a wonderful job done and undone

I do not know when all changes into a poisnous knife
When iut kills a sweet hear but bein unkind mercilessly
My heart jumps up and down to play a dagger in life
She plays with my emotions by her actions hopelessly

Please try to understand or just stand out to see to call
How each relation touches cross to be just crucifide
Every relation is busy in its tricks to make just other fall
Innocent sentiments are beieng humiliated far and wide

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan

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