(152.)I Care
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I want to make you happy.
Want to make you smile.
I want for you to be merry.
For every step and mile.
I wish you happiness.
Throughout your blessed life.
I wish you comfort.
Never go through strife.
I'd sacrifice my everything.
Just for your all.
Give up my life for you.
Just so you'd never fall.
Just walk beside me.
Please hold my hand.
I'll never wrong you.
But I'll make sure you safely land.
Love me true.
For I'll always love you.
(153.) Forgive Me
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Care not for the way the world passes.
Care not for the way troubles come.
Worry not for the suffering of all.
Worry not we shall rise above.
Forgive me now, for I have sinned.
Forgive me for I have loved.
Grieve me for I shall fall.
(154.)a gift
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it's a gift
a gift to me
that's what it is
a wonderful gift
I’m thankful for my gift
thankful to it
cherish this gift always
thank you for this gift
unwrapped the present
thankful for her
I’ll cherish her always
(155.)My Precious Person
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As I stare into the empty space you call a soul.
As I peer through the deep dark hole.
I see the hatred searing through.
Who are you, who?
You are not the person I knew before.
You are nothing but a deep painful sore.
Seeping into my full heart.
You're tearing it apart.
You were my special one.
Above everyone.
But you're different now.
But I don't know how.
You've left me, but you're still here.
You evoke only one emotion still, fear.
Why do you stay to haunt me?
You are not who I used to see.
So stare back with an empty love.
As my thoughts soar high above.
Killed me from the inside out.
I wish to only shout.
Give me back my precious person.
(156.)Love Is A Word
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Love is the thing that takes you to school.
Love is the thing that says you're cool.
Love will stab you in the back.
Love will give you a heart attack.
Love can heal you.
Love can split you in two.
Love loves you no matter what.
Love loves to stab you in the gut
Love holds you tightly.
Love holds your hand nightly.
Love seems to always be there.
Love seems to never care.
Love is a weapon.
Love is a word.
(157.)Thank You
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I just want you to know.
Through rain, hail, sleet, and snow.
That you are the center of my world.
Even when my body has gone limp and my mind swirled.
You are my best friend.
Until all our bitter end.
I don't say I love you.
Because I know you don't want me to.
But I care the world over twice.
For you there is no known price.
You are the greatest thing that has happened to me.
And if you wait, just wait and see.
We'll be together for as long as we live.
Because my heart to you I chose to give.
You make me happy no matter what.
Even when I'm in a deep rut.
Thank you.
(158.)The Stream
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Take me down to the stream.
Wake me unto the endless dream.
I'll follow you to the end of the Earth.
From death till birth.
You are my guiding light.
I'll never let you leave my sight.
Follow me down to the stream.
You know more than it does seem.
You'll always be my friend.
Till both our bitter end.
I'll follow you.
You follow too.
We'll walk alone forever.
Through all we endeavor.
Thanks for being there.
Thanks for what you share.
May we die together.
In our perfect weather.
See you on the other side.
When we both collide.
Show me the way to the stream.
On the other side of your holy beam.
Good-bye old man.
Catch me if you can.
(159.)Untitled
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Restless slumber for the silent sleepers.
No hope for those who want to know.
More pain for those who need not.
You seem not to care.
But I know what you really mean.
Good night my sweet friend.
Good-bye old one.
You think I wasn't watching.
But I was.
So I bid you adieu.
Bon voyage and see you later.
You called me out so I came.
Hello again to you.
(160.)Aura
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Aura is more than you think.
It can fill you to the brink.
Whether it be gold or blue.
It's really up to you.
Color from the bottom of your soul.
Light form the dark hole.
Aura is more then you let on.
Keep shining till it's gone.
Cold gray is all I see.
But you won't let it be.
You change everyday.
"It'll pass." You say.
But I know Grey will still shine through.
Because that's your beautiful hue.
What's my color?
Is it duller?
Is it as beautiful as yours?
Does it have all of my cures?
Show me my light.
Bring it in my sight.
I want to see my true nature.
Call out the creature.
Aura is what I want to see.
Aura is what I want to be.
(161.) He's There
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Cold and alone in the pale moonlight.
Could this be the end of my life?
Is this when I feel no fright?
Do I give up.
The colorless glow from above.
Do I hold on to the White?
Put it around me, fit like a glove.
Does everyone go through this?
Why do I feel so good?
Is this the way it's meant to be?
I did everything the best I could.
But am I alone in this pale cold night?
No, I feel it there.
I feel it's cold gleam.
He's in the warm air.
He doesn't say anything.
But I know what he's thinking.
I know he will it.
My continual sinking.
Why though?
I didn't mean to hurt him.
I don't want him to hurt anymore.
Let him spill over the brim.
Just let us both go.
(162.)Love Poem
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Love poems don't have to rhyme you know.
Love doesn't always go in such a nice pattern.
Because it's not easy to find something that rhymes with she makes me happy.
20 times over.
But she does.
And I like that.
Love poems can be about....anything you love.
Like her blonde hair.
Her cute little giggles.
Every little inch of her.
Love is what you make of it.
And right now, as I write this waking from a cold rest-lest sleep.
I make love of her.
But she won't be reading this.
Because she doesn't like the L-word.
Neither do I.
We're too young for that.
But it seems so right.
I love the way she avoids confrontation.
I love the way she always tries to please everyone.
I love the way, she is.
She always has to look her best.
What she considers that way anyways.
Because I know, that no matter what she does.
She'll still be more beautiful to me than any other thing.
She's sort of my angel in a crowd of devils.
My intelligence in a wave of stupidity.
My metaphor in a sentence.
I think I love her.
But I don't know.
I'll let time make that decision for me.
Because I'm too young, too stupid, too me, to make it right now.
Love poems don't always make sense.
Because neither does love.
But at the same time,
It makes all the sense in the world.
So, love poems don't always rhyme.
Because my love doesn't need to.
(163.)Something Special
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Something special for you to say.
Something to make my heart sway.
"I don't say pretty things."
But every time you speak an angel sings.
You should that no matter what you do,
I'll always think there's nothing better than you.
You can say the stupidest thing in the world and I'll think you're a sage.
Even when we're both in our old decrepit age.
You light up my sky when you look at me.
So I write these poems so you can see.
Thanks for being my special person.
If you were to leave me my life would worsen.
So stay by me through the times.
Even my bra hanging crimes.
Thanks Kassi.
(164.) Seepage
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Spilling forth from the crevice.
It's a strange thing.
It resembles a soul.
But it's covered in light.
I guess it IS her soul.
It spills from her some more.
Seeping to the floor.
Staining everything on the way out.
Soaking into every inch.
It tastes like sweet nectar.
I can tell she likes the feeling.
As her soul seeps through.
I know I've done good.
(165.)I Think I'm In Love
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I don't want to write about love.
But it consumes my soul right now.
It's like a great hand from above.
It's just gripped me by my throat.
I love the feeling.
But I'm too stupid.
I don't know the meaning.
Because I'm too young.
So I write another poem about it.
That 4-letter word.
That harmful shit.
The thing that makes me happy.
It's made of dreams.
That is at least,
How it seems.
To me at least.
I think I love her.
I will hold her close.
I will hear her sweet silent purr.
I know that she enjoys it.
So as this poem declines.
I'll scribble it gently,
onto these last two lines.
I think I'm in love.
(166.)Cute Things
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Bunny rabbits and Hello Kitty.
Plus all those other things girls find pretty.
I write for the Kitten who pouts its lip.
For the little baby bouncing on his mom's hip.
This poem goes out to all things small and fluffy.
Nothing against those large and gruffy.
But I need to write for those cute little things.
Like the little dancing hamster that sings.
So hurray for Happy Bunny.
Huzzah for Sunny Funny.
This poem goes out to the cutesy shit.
All those things that pull you from the pit.
(167.) Kleenex
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You wipe away the tears my heart weeps.
You're always there when my tear ducts creep.
You comfort me by caressing my skin.
The ways you help me, I don't know where to begin.
You comfort me in my time of need.
You're there without heed.
Keep you in my pocket, close to my heart.
Help me even before the pain start.
Thanks be to you my clothe of help.
Cure my silent whelp.
And to you I annex.
My soft little Kleenex.
(168.)Purify
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The polluted air outside is unhealthy.
Made that way by the rich and wealthy.
Going to purify this land.
With the up head of my hand.
Work and toil away.
My beliefs I shall not sway.
Burn down the chemical threat.
Stay calm my dear don't fret.
I'll slay the corporate demon.
They're like a clinic with rotten semen.
Stop the virus before it spreads.
They've contaminated our heads.
Down with the vial gas.
Their time shall soon pass.
Fresh air my kids shall breathe.
Because my anger began to seethe.
So I'll purify this Earth.
Make it safe for my children’s birth.
(169.)Honey Bunny
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Her skin is as soft as a silky sheet.
The feel of her can't be beat.
I smell her, sweet lilac.
As we lie back.
Hope this feeling lasts forever.
Through every fight and pain we endeavor.
My sweet beautiful angelic being.
When I close my eyes you're all I'm seeing.
You always try to impress.
But I care not how you dress.
You are my angel on this Earth.
Prettier than all else since your birth.
So I write these silly words.
Hoping that you like them afterwards.
Thank you my Honey Bunny.
For when I'm with you, my insides feel funny.
(170.)Space Gift shop
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I'll buy you the moon.
I'll do it soon.
Take all the heavens and give them to you.
You know it's true.
Grab a star.
Bring it far.
Space is a gift shop.
For your beauty that does not stop.
Saturn’s rings for your fingers.
Jupiter’s moons on your ears will linger.
When you're cold I'll get Mercury.
If warm I'll get Pluto in a hurry.
I'd take the galaxy down and give it to her.
If only to hear her sweet elegant purr.
The stars are for you my dear.
Because I'm in the Heavens when you are near.
(171.)Artist
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As the knife goes in and out of the man's body.
I feel a certain enlightenment.
I've just murdered.
No, I've just written a poem.
Because that was fucking beautiful.
I a wrote a silloquai when I used the hatchet.
That gunshot was a haiku.
God damnit I'm an artist.
Watch me paint a picture with his blood.
It'll always be beautiful.
No matter if I do color outside the lines.
(172.) Angel On High
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I am not worthy of this angel on high.
For when I am near her I feel high.
She is the essence of beauty to my eyes of hope.
For I see her as an angel, giving me hope.
I want to praise her for all eternity.
Build a statue that would survive for eternity.
My angel, so beautiful and elegant.
Every move and action so beautifully elegant.
I thank all doe this gift of love.
For I believe that I am truly, in love.
(173.) Light Of Me
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I'm sorry I can't be Christian.
But I'm not that.
It's funny. I see us being together for a long time.
But I know that you won't have sex till you're married.
I know you won't marry a none Christian either.
But this doesn't bother me.
Because I don't like for that.
I like you for you.
I like that blond beautiful angel that gives me the honor of holding her hand.
That hand that gives me so much joy.
I am not worthy of your affection.
Yet you shower me with it.
It makes me so happy just to be with you.
You are the light of my life right now.
So please don't go.
Lest you leave me in the dark.
(174.)Daze
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Daze.
Confused sitting in confusion.
Day not good.
Day is ok.
Headache slowly lurking.
My head grows heavy.
She smiles and murmurs something.
I can't read lips.
I relax, begin to write.
Just give up.
Go to sleep.
Pain in my head.
Go to sleep.
Give up and sleep.
No rest the night before.
Thoughts of days past go by.
Just give up.
Called out, still too tired.
(175.)God Is Not Real
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Life has no meaning.
God is not real.
The thought of him is demeaning.
He says she has the power to heal.
LIES!
He lies through his teeth!
Priests are his spies.
I shall bury them all beneath.
God is not here today.
Only pain is omnipotent.
So I shall begin to slay.
Pile the bodies high, never find their quotient.
Death is absolute.
Your death is imminent.
For when I pull the trigger and shoot.
Its affects are permanent.
Time to die you God lover.
For he is just a figure of your imagination.
The hand of death begins to hover.
God damn this pitiful ration.
God is not alive.
You're just a worker bee.
Return to the hive.
I'll shoot you and let you see.
(176.)Blood And Iron
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Welcome to Blood And Iron.
Home of the Spam.
Welcome to BAI.
Have yourself a ham.
Hello my friend,
won't you stay for some stew?
What's in it my boy?
O why it's you!
Welcome to Blood And Iron.
Home of the man.
Try not to mess with,
the Empire's plan.
Taking over forums.
Pillaging the way.
Don't use correct English.
Or Mattox will call you gay.
V6 runs this joint.
Xerxus comes up next.
The other mods try and help.
But usually just end up vexed.
Welcome to Blood and Iron.
Please make yourself at home.
Now please be patient,
as you read this poem.
Ika eats your boots.
While Xerxus moons.
Rob says something witty.
While BY swoons.
Bo is almighty.
Xela's old as hell.
MM blows stuff up.
While Joker's body is for sale.
Soida loves his VB.
BBoy loves his pie.
Step up for the Fall.
If you insult swords, GWBS will cry.
If I forgot to mention you,
please don't be sad.
Because if you're not in here,
I just forgot, or you're just plain bad.
Welcome to BAI!
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