i wish i could ******* like a stephen king once in a while, but then my imagination sometimes gets a kick in the **** from delusional thinking, this the antidote to "a lack of imagination," this the artistic equivalence to a magician's trick, the illusionary works of sawing a woman in half; the many times i spilled some whisky on it... it happens... it happens so automatically that it's sometimes terrifying; now to find that cognitive anchor... ah, here it is: i.*

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on my k-yboar-,
h-n- th- hyph-nation.

p-rhaps to slow m- -own,
or what-v-r r-ason th-r- is to it,
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so th- r-ason w-str-n so-i-ty is
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an- th- young on-s b-ing for---
into a -ompl-x worl-
of s-rious maths an s-rious -h-mistry:
so mu-h th-ory
an- th-n only giv-n bor--om among
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to b- thrown into a worl- of -istill-ri-s

whisk-y an- vo-ka typos of
form-r -ompl-xiti-s
r-quiring p-rfum-s to say th- l-ast... -st-rs:
sw--t aromati- -h-mistry.

but from th- -r-am worl-:
1. paint s-otlan- with 3 r-- strip-s
2. paint -nglan- with 3 blu- strip-s
3. op-n a win- bottl- with a mat-hsti-k
    an- fin- -arth in th- bottl-: mu--y
    grit, soil.
4. ov-r h-ar talk of my -at-gorisation
    of th- anglo-slav; as a -hat up lin-.

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Kind of like counting the stars in the sky
Its ridiculous to count the moments spent
To count the days gone by
Because to be honest its all been mushed together
Like pieces of the events slowly woven in

And to be honest,
I wouldn’t have spent it any better
Than to be with you

But let me take ti slowly
Back-track
Because when we first met,
I couldn’t have imagined it like this

Now
Let me be perfectly honest when I say
That I did not expect things to turn out this way
Because here I am lil miss haven’t been with anyone since god knows when
And here you are mistry white clouds with golden sun rays shining through
Mister deep sea blue eyes so easy to take a dip in
Mister piece of art museums everywhere are missin’
Walking imperfectly along black pavements and gray roads

You see it was an impossibility for me to be with you
What with how darkness easily encompasses me
What with how words are easily slippin out of your lips
What with how words are easily ****** into my minds dark abyss
And to be honest trying to capture the words into moments spent have been nothing but troublesome due to how much is entangled by thoughts like
"wow I can’t believe this is happening"

So just like counting the number of lights that paint the sky
Its kinda ridiculous coming up with 21 good reasons why today is pretty amazin’
Because there aren’t any letters that can string along together
To describe the amount of possible reasons why I find today quite so special
Because
To be frank its been 35 days, 840 hours, 50400 minutes with seconds still counting
Because to  be practically accurate its been 141 days, 3384 hours. and 203040 minutes with seconds continuously running
And no matter the moments passing
It still feels as though our infinities are intertwining
Decreasing the time that continues spinnin’

I can’t give you any good reasons just as the universe can’t place any more lights up there
But for a perfect one
I guess I can compose
That without you here
There wouldn’t be a rope for me to hold
Now I’m not saying that without you here
I can’t find a way to make my own happiness appear
I’m not saying you’re this bright light that shines through the grey crowds
Allowing me this way to surface from the deepest of seas
I’m saying that because you’ve been living in my mind rent free since day one
All of which that kept me drowning and entangled by chains that are not my own
Has loosened up and given me this ability to be free
And a better place to be
Because the perfectly composed reason why this is becoming an amazing year
Is because you are here, my dear

Now I hope all of your wishes come true
Cause all I’m asking from you
Is for more days to spend together
Completing the impossibly ridiculous task fo counting the stars in the sky
With just you
And I

I was the bulshitter before i was anything else , i was her Mistry before i was anything else,she described to me her beautiful lover, a lover of 6 years. The way she describe someone can make you fall in love with them without knowing them , that's when i learned the first thing about her, she is passionate, a passionate lover . As the conversation went along and time started passing, i grew very fond of talking to her, and she gave me so much comfort . That's the next thing i learned about her comforting and understanding.

She has conversations about many many things ,and she was so interested in the conversations , she showed so much interest in what i had to say, and we solely found out that we are so alike but also so different ,In a way tho we completed the personalities of each other. She taught me a lot in the little time I've known her , she taught me that i can be nice, but still have my opinion, she taught me that i can be very sweet, but still have a little bit of a fiery  attitude ,she taught me the idea of balance . From that i learned that the balance between two people is the healthiest part of the relationship.she taught me that its ok to have flaws even if i don't like them, they make me who i am, people who appreciate you for who you are the perfect example of what beauty takes a form of, that's next she is beautiful.

I used to think that beauty is what's met by the eye, a very shallow thought i grew to be comfortable with, i adored her mind and her conversations before i knew how she looked like , and that what made her face even more beautiful, i knew that beneath the skin and the face there was a beautiful soul, and a beautiful creature i discovered the true meaning of beautiful and it was a very enticing feeling .

You see you don't have to love someone to appreciate all that  they are, when she said to me that she can finally be herself for the first time in a long time because of me it broke my heart , who on earth would not allow this soul  to be free, or to simply be what it is ? that feeling you get when you look at someone for having beautiful external features, and you  just keep looking at them ? i felt the same way about talking to her, i couldn't stop talking or listening to her  because of how beautiful she sounded .she was overwhelming in her nature and beautiful in her existence that  it scared me. Most people i have dealt with are dead inside, or are on the verge of dying ,and they have lost their shine  and their sparkle, but She was different ,she was a power and a force of happiness, and shine that i've never seen before it was intimidating, but also beautiful.

You know people for your whole life but they add nothing but cheer moments and memories that eventually fade, then you know this one person for a short amount of time and they already overwhelm you with excitement and happiness. This goes to prove a very important saying !! ( quality over quantity ) she was the quality of human being that every person should strive to have, and she would provide a quantity that would last a life time ...