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immatured hearts can not seperate love from simple infatution, nor understand the damage such lack of experience can create in ones life. it is motivated by ego & blinded by its need for attention.

matured hearts does not care for mindgames. they communicate. they know that love is playful, not childish. such hearts recognize love as a safe place. home. because love is loyal & trustwhorty. it d...

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I'm Leaving You

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A year or so ago,

if you would like to know;

a thief, she stole my heart.

Then left me all alone.


If I gave her the blame,

well, that'd be a shame.

I could call myself a thief, too.

Just not in the same way.


You see, a thief never returns.

But me? Her heart was always hers.

She stole mine then made the escape,

with mine, hers, and her final words.



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His kiss

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My perfect kiss.

So perfect and tender, as soft as a warms sea breeze on a hot evening in  Valencia. It powdered through my mouth and nourished deep inside my soul. Lips so beautifully plump and with a life of new pinkness, so pure and delicate. The sensation of feeling them press gently overlapping onto mine, lushly moist and tasteful. The desire and profound energy that exerted through my bod...

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Just popped off into my head for a bit

Must've been on tour.

In some realms unknown

There is a known darkness

That easy sibling and for some a cure maladies left .


A kind of salve

A tragic pill

An endurance test 

For the iron clad empress 

But now and then 

I will say...

Wake up' get up!

'I've got this'.

Bags full of rubble and empathy lacking

Pools f...

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Coat of Armor

I wear a coat of armor

A full-body suit to protect my inner self

A shield against the outside world

But, every once in a while I forget a piece

And when I do it's the most important one

So, if you see me and I'm not put together

Please be gentle and approach with care

For you see, when I do forget a piece

It's always my heart that shows.

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The Heart

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With its every pulse, throb and beat -
This is one beast of a machine
It's the soul's companion;
the core of our feelings
It can be as hard as stone,
or weak enough to be broken
It can be soft, warm.
Big.  Kind.  Heavy.  Light
It rends, burns and bleeds
Yearns, faints and aches
It can give a home to land
and be a place to search for answers
It can ...

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How do I say it?

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20 years to see
The world encompass all.
Its' messiness unbearable,
But when I caught your voice,
Its' sweetness a dulling touch.
The world and its' massive wildness,
Disappeared all to dust.

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A Dream Come True

Feelings that once were hidden
Are now expressed to you.
Days that once were stormy
Are now the brightest blue.

Times that once were lonely
Are now filled with pleasure.
All that once was mine alone
Are now things we both treasure.

Nights that once were cold
Are now comforting and warm.
Fears that once were very real
Are now gone with the storm.

A heart that once was broken
Can now fi...

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My Baby Boo

Today my heart felt a blow,
By a view so divine.
I let my emotions flow,
Like a 30 year old wine.

There it was in that tiny box,
With pulses of energy shooting through,
That blurry image came across,
Like the inside of a Great Gray Kangaroo.

I felt her hand touching mine,
Held her hand - fingers entwined,
Watching my angel wriggle and shine,
With the life of Us combined.

Seeing y...

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Gaze into the mirror

at the face behind the mask

and wonder if it's really you,

or don’t you dare to ask?


Who can know what lies beyond

the mirrors fragile face,

reflections of another life;

another time or place?


Touch the chill upon the glass

and see a tiny ripple,

was it real or in your mind,

did it really feel so supple?


Gaze into empty eyes


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Gaze into a persons eyes,

far beyond the mask

and wonder at the questions

that you’re too afraid to ask.


Gloriously gazing

into depths of deep emotion,

currents running deep

within a cool and placid ocean.


Dive into the loving soul

of one who gives their all

and marvel at the feelings

that are waiting for the call.


Deliberately diving

into stro...

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She’s the one we could rely on

when things were sorely scarce,

to always find a way to get by

when it went from bad to worse.


She’s the one true matriarch,

the gel at the center of all,

never too far away from us;

never more than a call.


Sacrificing all she had,

for us, her flesh and blood,

always standing second place

to the family’s common good.



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love without laws

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In love there is no law

Just the dreams that you saw

An open mind can be the key

Think wisely and you will see


You cannot run from tomorrow

Happiness is all you need to know

One future to live for another time

Maybe with fewer mountains to climb


The worries of the caring heart

Love that cannot be measured by a chart

Feelings of the unknown trust

Genuine f...

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If you see a distant star

in the evening sky

and you shiver from the chill night air,

yet you feel a warmth

in the depth of your heart,

then you know that I am still there.


When your tears have dried,

the bed has grown cold

and you're feeling lost and adrift,

when the days feel empty

and the nights far too long,

just remember, I gave you a gift.


A life...

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Heart of Stockport I


M60 atop Manchester's posterior cusp

Hurtling force divides and creates, binds and destroys,

Cut me slowly, cut me quick, careful now

Not too deep


Just like Concorde passing over

the viaduct with its engine vibrating

on the tracks

I'm lost. Blocked. What is hidden in the river?


The naked road is rusting away

I follow the arterial route to your heart


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You came in right after he broke my heart.

You came in right after he broke my heart
The crack was too wide for you to mend 
You came in right after he broke my heart
I dragged you across the yard to feel my pain.

You gave me your all just to make me feel secure
I can see love written all over your eyes
You bathe me in those eyes everyday
And yet all I could give was just a piece of my heart. 

You tried to fill the crack in my ...

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"It's like you built a mountain of cocaine for me to get addicted to but then you put me into rehab for snorting in one line."

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I've became so mad at myself for giving in

To what I want

Thinking it would be the greatest time

In my life

But oh no

What a dissappointment

I should have walked away

For you, to play a game that you hate being played.

Play in on me and my heart

Just to get the saticifaction of your unhealthy habit

Like you enjoy living in your dark habitat.

Like an animal holding ...

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Fearful and Trembling

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I slide down a rope
     into the empty chasm 
          which is your cold heart. 
I light a fire 
          in the depths of your despair. 
You hate me anyway. 
It rains. 
An ocean is born; 
          it swallows me whole. 
Darkness engulfs me. 
Surrounded by other misguided souls. 
I feel their cages; 
     I discover mine. 

NOTE: I wrote this at age 15. I have edited it since, but I think it'...

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Anarchy runs through my bones, A sanctuary, a mind set in stone, No worth in a life without purpose, Enough people around me trying to surplus, Without reason or must. Society isn't run from home, We're fed a diet of lies and bad omens, A curfew on our personal time, Cursing those who brave past the line, Fucking with your mind. Sobriety is harshly overrated, When the priority is to...

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The Story of my Daydreams

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They came back
But the fantasy was gone

They were alive only at night
Frightened of daylight
Moon captured them as the stars

If you saw the stars tonight
Then know
They were my dreams once
Now all I have is ashes
Not from smoked cigarettes or burned houses
But from my bones
What became broken
While my heart was trying to escape.

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My Whole Heart

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You have my whole heart
Will till the day that I die
And forever more

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Poetry Comes From the Heart

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Poetry comes from the heart and soul.

Whether it be serious or comic,

a short poem can speak volumes.

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The Rose opened its heart petal by petal

unfolding its virtues to the naked eye

You opened your heart page by page

unfolding your virtues to my soul

   even sealing it with a loving kiss

   on that fateful day


It was only to last seven weeks

until your gun was pointed at my head

the double barrel between my eyes

you hated the concept of equality

slavery was your ...

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Rekindle cake (plus video performance attached at bottom)


Rekindle cake 
You take a teaspoon of wisdom, add two ounces of brave.
Then you extract the past and the now try to save.
Six drops of humble mixed with fine compromise
And then stir in to taste, as you look in her eyes
One cup of loves flour, and two knobs…………… who love.
Then you ask for some help from the chefs up above.
A sprinkle of ...

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storm chaser

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The clouds of your storm are filled with lollipops and pounding thoughts.
Raining on sad clowns, you turn frowns upside down.
Your lightning creates a sound soothing to the crown.
Your image, as an imprint in the sky, never disappears from our mind.
The weather makes us feel better…incredible sensations!
Yeah, we see you over there laughing at your own creations.

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In my dream I listen to the best of Heart, Ann Wilson really rocking out. Who'll You Run To? and All I Wanna Do reminding me of my dear ex wife. Why do I dream of her? Is it to show me I have nothing now? No wife, no family, no house, no car, no job and no happiness? I can't describe how it affected me at 6am in the morning. A mental block provided by an angel protects me ...

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From the bottom of my heart

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You have appeared in my life like a storm,

but… made me feel so happy and warm.

You knocked at my heart

and it has opened with a regard.

It knew quite well how to spell

the words of love and happiness.

It told me: Forget your loneliness!

Enjoy your life!

There is no need to dive into  sadness.

You have subdued me by the sweet song,

My life has beco...

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Talk of Love

I talk about love

as my heart calls its name,

but shards of the past

cut with bitterness.

And tears that run

are far from sweet,

salty to my lips,

but the light still glows

over the vacancy sign.

But part of me has surrendered,

and life goes on.

And I drift in solitude,

but I still talk about love.

Maybe if it hears my voice,

it will come ...

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