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TiredI am planning on making a series of Haiku. The series will consist of Haiku. It will be a series of Happiness, facing unknown, questioning faith, hating life (maybe one or two of them), seeing something good, falling back to faith, falling in love, and well, give me a better more powerful word for happiness and i'll give you a hug, or kiss, or high five, or whatever you want...within reason...except Sara, she can have whatever she wants if she can give me the right word i'm looking for... of corse she gets anything she wants from me anyways...but that's beside the point...
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Your FacadeYour FaçadeYour Facade
By lover's glare, I hold up no compare,
Like cold hard stones to sapphire gems of blue.
The rain befalls defilement of your stare:
The great white sky sheds tears upon your shoe.
The look of threat upon your perfect face;
The face which hides that inner stench with mold
That covers arrogance in every space.
You're fake; that face of prettiness can't hold.
You hide your melting face from out the rain,
(Hands clasped on face, looks rather desperate)
As if you'd melt r
by ~Darn-Im-Frustrated
ClicheMy heart beats truly, for only you; I fail to fathom another reason why This earthly sky is blue. Cliché is as cliché does, But how does cliché reflect you? Yes, roses are red, Yes, violets are blue, And most definitely I do love you. But what makes the rose petals red? Why must the violets gloom? Does the passionate rose suffocate The express full, vibrant violet? What of the cliché: Your lips as sweet as wine? Surely I am drunk, from all that you are, When you are near; But won't I build tolerance in time, And later, desCliche
by ~Darn-Im-Frustrated
BoundU / U / U / U / Along the rode of shade be brave. U / U / U / U / With strides of length he comes to take U / &nbsBound
by ~Darn-Im-Frustrated
My Very First MemoryWaking Up Blurred noises came through my blanket of slumber. A slumber so deep that any earlier noises were suffocated before reaching my unconsciousness. The silence of my slumber was misleading, for it was the loudest of any slumber that I’ve ever had or ever will have. That epic battle fought last night was a final stand of a war going on for a very long time. As I woke to the noise of my mother in the kitchen, I noticed a strange sense I never thought I would ever sense again. I fell in love with this new sense so quickly, that I felt compelled to take a deep breath through my nose to explore this phenomenon mMy Very First Memory
by ~Darn-Im-Frustrated
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You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh you make me smile
~By Uncle Kracker
Smile while you can people!
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The Greatest Mistake In Life Is Continually Fearing You Will Make One
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The coroner will find ink in my veins and blood on my computer keys.
The Greatest Mistake In Life Is Continually Fearing You Will Make One
Oh look, He left a little fan boy drool on the wall
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