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How It Goes

Sometimes things don’t last foreverbut that’s just how it goesone moment it’s a blooming flowerthe next a dying rose. In life you’ll see the highest highsbut as well the lowest lowslike winter in Chicagoit’s sunny then it snows. It fills me up with happinessit fills me up with woesat times I can’t make sense ofContinue reading “How It Goes”

A Stuttering Starry Night

We were sitting at a tableno food has reached our platethere’s a bottle of winea candle that shinesand stars to show it’s late. My heart pounds from nervousness as a smile lights up her faceshe grabs my armand says with charm“relax you look so great”My anxiety just melts awayand my brain has found some peaceIContinue reading “A Stuttering Starry Night”

Warm Summer Day

She’s a feather floating in the breeze On a warm summer dayHer eyes shine an emerald greenLike a northern lights display. She soothes all my anxietyAnd blows my clouds awayIn frantic times I want to fleeBut her presence make me stayShe’s the brightest star I’ve ever seenHow can I look away?She’s the one thats alwaysContinue reading “Warm Summer Day”

Venting To My Genie

He vented to his genieOf his great dispair. About the love he blindly lostAnd wished he could repair“Now genie for my final wishI pray that you dont missAnd take me back into the time in which I reminisce.”He laughs and lifts a single handThats balled into a fistHe waves his pointer finger outAnd states heContinue reading “Venting To My Genie”

Dwindling Flame

I realized our flame burnt outWhile yours lit for someone elseBut mine still quickly moves aboutAnd wax just slowly meltsI take a breath, and hard I blewBut never did the flame subdueInstead it only grew and grewInto something else anewI put it down and walk awayIn hopes that it will lose its flameBut a wildContinue reading “Dwindling Flame”

Her Unplanned Life

She leads him down a hallwith no clothes on at all.Knowing that he’s nervousshe feels it in his palmTheir bodies are treasurethat somehow lost its gold.His from seeking pleasureand hers from being sold. Entangled in the sheetshis heart quickly beatshe’s moaning and groaningwhile she just softly weeps. The money vibrates in her handlike precious contraband.Continue reading “Her Unplanned Life”