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Passing through the pink trees. Motion plus cool breeze. Leting the green waves whip my fingers, as the texture rattles my inners. There is a bright sun thats shine is so bright, much brighter than mine. Tne looming blue seems to carry on forever, as the white clouds placement appears rather clever. The marbel collumns and sculptures whisk by concentrating so hard on the earth while I fly. Coasting, gently picking up speed, but with so much color my souls convinces me to heed. Too take note o...

I'm protective of the neglected, The roughest dimond in the rough. The last one you should shove. If we got time I'll make up the rest. The deranged think I'm the best. Quote me on a sunny day, kill the animal before it gets the prey. Lock me and leave me, unchain and then please read me. I'll forgive instead of ravage, come cross me cause I got the advantage. Un-tameable and not save-able. Want to cross swords you'll get hit in the back of the head with a skateboard. Too simple to be just tr...

Care little about the road and where it takes me, I hardly stress the air around me as it moves with in me. I never look back, but I have. I thought-less about why, and more about where, from time to time I just stood prepared. Foot prints took me in circles. The path never before taken brought me anywhere I couldn't go, I felt the warmth of summer, and the numbness of snow. We've grown apart, myself and my heart. I have the hands of doctors so warm to the touch, but inside my chest the real ...

The one thing I can't messure is taking so much pleasure if you'd dismantle my heart in the light of a candle. I'd give up my book and being to lay next to you while dreaming. We've had only ONE start, I've hand a dozen hearts but none did I want so close to lick her on her nose. This is my promise to never love a sweeter goddess. I'll pretend I'm the sky and your the earth, wrap me around you and feel my worth. My lonely creativity is useless and for me not to try would be foolish. Thats it ...

I say "Roar" as you "meow," you question me and ask me how i could, if ever have tied these two people together. Shadows fall and climb up walls, make me three times my size in times of long good byes. I listen well as you pray tell, about the things getting to thier feet and the drums they so beat. I'm so sick of this relentless drama, this poetry is like a cemetery for commas, I'd change it if i could though it's somthing i never would.