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The dew glistens moist and wet,
Watering fields of unhappiness,
With Hues of blues and purple regrets,
A rainbow shines sadly in the salty mist,
In a breeze from a sea of lonliness,
So much despair hanging heavy in the air,
Saturating the things living here,
Sands of sadness make the darkest dirt,
A black and twisted twin of earth,
Like I'm stranded in this world of hurt...

Heartbeat weak,
About to stop,
Like the windings
of a worn out clock,
Only the faintest of
ticks and tocks,
I stare in despair
at the repair shop,
Every door,
boarded and locked,
Come with me see
We'll take a walk,
Through the streets
of a town that time forgot,
I'll talk of things
that used to be,
Tales of people
like you and me,
The roads will tell
of a brighter time,
Busy, bustling passersby,
Laughing, talking,
living life,
Now only lonely echoes
and broken street lights,
Down dead end alleys,
Past memory lanes,
Trash and litter
all over the place,
Dumpsters all full
like its garbage day,
Desolate and deserted
so noone stays,
Just one inhabitant
stands in the rain,
Alone in his own,
City of Pain...

Who are you
Your body
Grows old
Hints of hair grey

Kness that knock
And sometimes pain
Hints of pain you hold your chest
They come and go

Breathless
Climbing those stairs
Where once
You ran in a minute mile

Age creeps upon your face
Those creaces that once where not there
Skin that takes a while to snap back
Wrinkles you see when you stand and stare

Now I know who you are
Your now that old old man

If time could stand still, I’d freeze it here,
So you’d always hold me, close and near.
In your arms, where I’m meant to be,
Filled with the perfect love you’ve given me.

A bond so strong, a hold so tight,
To know you’re the one; my ‘Mr. Right’.
A blessing sent from up above,
In you I’ve found my one true love.

Our lives entwined to be as one,
Upon this journey we’ve just begun.
Where you and I will find no less,
Than eternal love and happiness.

A band that glitters with gold
A band that binds are love
A band that cost a fortune
A band that holds use tight

With are vows I place this ring
With my love I give my wealth
With this ring I give you my love
All I have to do is now find my love

Galaxy's from her hand will sweep
but shadows for this love a soul to keep
wheat which seasons reap
softly as the moon
beauty always come and gone to soon
at such a stately pace
as if every motion was made from grace
the turn of a hand and tilt to the eye
why does she always smile when she waves goodby

To give your sweet haeart
Your email address
To open
Your inbox
To a dreaded unwanted

Sex pest
With multi
Emails
They send
Unwanted mail

That will offend
Sex and smutt
For you to see
You press the

Block buton
To delete the smut
But with out sucess
The sex pest still gets trough
Your only chioce

To delete your account
So people be wise do not gice your email addres to unwanted people who hide
Just to gain your email address

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day.Accept the fluster
of lost door keys,the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing father,losing faster:
places,and names,and where it was you meant
to travel.None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch.And look! my last,or
next-to-last,of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two ctties,lovely once.And,vaster,
some realms I owned,two rivers,a continent.
I miss them,but it wasn't a disaster.

-Even losing you(the joking voice,a gesture
I love)I shan't have lied.It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like(Write it!)like disaster.






I will not lose You ; )

Glorious isles
Full of smiles,I lay and wonder
How I let you go without a hug
Or a parting kiss.
So have escaped into the isles
Where there got tanned honeys
Bikini hides.
I can't escape my hearts desire
For I would be a liar.
Island of sun so full of fun,my sanctuary
Is in you lying in the sun.
Will she be the one,owe what a honey
She came down give me a drink
Kiss and a cuddle.

Now that I have your face by heart, I look
Less at its features than its darkening frame
Where quince and melon, yellow as young flame,
Lie with quilled dahlias and the shepherd's crook.
Beyond, a garden. There, in insolent ease
The lead and marble figures watch the show
Of yet another summer loath to go
Although the scythes hang in the apple trees.

Now that I have your face by heart, I look.

Now that I have your voice by heart, I read
In the black chords upon a dulling page
Music that is not meant for music's cage,
Whose emblems mix with words that shake and bleed.
The staves are shuttled over with a stark
Unprinted silence. In a double dream
I must spell out the storm, the running stream.
The beat's too swift. The notes shift in the dark.

Now that I have your voice by heart, I read.

Now that I have your heart by heart, I see
The wharves with their great ships and architraves;
The rigging and the cargo and the slaves
On a strange beach under a broken sky.
O not departure, but a voyage done!
The bales stand on the stone; the anchor weeps
Its red rust downward, and the long vine creeps
Beside the salt herb, in the lengthening sun.

Now that I have your heart by heart, I see.