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 Jan 2018 Xander B
Lior Gavra
Is it perfect, did I get it right?
Missing pieces, relatable feels.
Sweaty palms, panic, fright.
Heart jumps back, chest reels.

Incomplete, forever it will be,
blinded by the daunting fear.
No one’s work, is mastery,
others judge it, don’t you see?

Self improvement guide’s,
our next steps towards,
the best self versions,
as we move forward.

Waiting for approval,
justified by the few,
who never truly,
understand you.

They say less is more,
but there is more in less,
so how do you choose your words?
To not be left with regret!

My words are for the amateurs,
critics step aside,
together our words will flourish,
together we realize.

Get it out the door, they
say you only live once.
Continue writing more,
go on inspire on!
 Oct 2017 Xander B
Sherri Harder
Jesus Loves you so much.
He died on the cross for your sins.
Ask him for forgiveness and repent.
For with only Jesus, the battle wins.
carpe diem
 Jan 2014 Xander B
Abagail Marie
Another year's gone by
& here I sit dreading the hour to arrive.

Two a.m. will come too quick,
Laying in bed, starting to feel sick.

Replaying the harsh, vivid memory,
Like clockwork, hovering.

Tomorrow when I awake it will be,
The fifth year of innocence you've stolen from me.

Looking back, I realize it hasn't gotten better,
It hasn't gotten easier, I've just turned bitter.

I'm completely different than I wish I could be,
Looking back to December 27, 2008 wishing
I was able to change everything.
 Nov 2013 Xander B
Raquel Cheri
To
know love
is to be certain that
our locked gaze holds an intangible truth that words could never do justice.
The same way your stable palm
cupping my cheek makes the shadows
dance for more sunshine.

My heart finds it difficult
to make a logical appeal to my brain,
because the way you look at me is
unexplainable,
the way I feel when you squeeze my thigh is
irrational,
and the way we love is
enigmatic

To know with certainty
is to get lost in your eyes and be joyfully surprised that you always find me.
To love is to find felicity
in our mutual surrender to our greatest strength and weakness in each other.
To certainly know love is to discover
the simple satisfaction of your head in my lap,
my hands in your hair and our hearts elated
in a moment of peace.

To know
love certainly is
to feel
the sting of truth and appreciate it.

For without this truth
our locked gaze would not break down walls
that were built over years of pain
preceding this newfound freedom in love
Free to learn and grow without the fear of abandonment or rejection.

What is love if it is not everything
you despise and everything you need
compacted into one ridiculously handsome person with the power to destroy you....
but never could and never would.
For such destruction might
collapse mountains around the world.
Clouds would fall from the sky
Trees would split into two and then
Owls
couldn't perch on branches
to watch over me and you.

To know love is to be intelligently ignorant
To accept the inevitable torment of an equal
Yet refusing to let eachother go.

and

Certainly love
is never certain

But choosing to know love is
certainly, to live
Trust is like
handing someone
a candle
in a storm
and expect them to
keep it burning.
"That is why I use flares."

Greatest answer ever.

:-)

For my fire.
 Nov 2013 Xander B
Emily
Always
 Nov 2013 Xander B
Emily
We had a good run
Thought you were my only one
But when things had to end
You still remained my closest friend
Now that it's been a while
Rarely do we ever smile
Something has come between us
Now we lack in trust
I wish I could erase
This feeling of disgrace
I have so much guilt
Over destroying what we've built
I fear the loss of you
Even though we've been through
Everything and anything
Now you are missing
From my every day
I'm hoping for a way
To somehow reconnect
And change this defect
I want us to be strong
Where nothing can go wrong
That is how we used to be
And you still mean that much to me
My love and care will never fleet
Because without it I am incomplete
Missing someone that was my constant for a very long time. He will always have a special place in my heart.

© Peyton 2013
All armies are the same
Publicity is fame
Artillery makes the same old noise
Valor is an attribute of boys
Old soldiers all have tired eyes
All soldiers hear the same old lies
Dead bodies always have drawn flies
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