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The River of Love

I cried tears in the river of love. Where many have fallen for lust. It may be a small river but also long. Many boats, some are small, some are big, new and old, floating around from shore to shore, Most have not an ounce of clue where they are sailing to, with the intention of following the same path that many have followed. The thought of them ending up around a heavenly kingdom, has most of them insane. Not realizing all the beauty that they have been missing in every shore passed. That the river has been created by the ones crying tears by the shore. Searching the heavenly kingdom, they have missed the important thing to know in their journey; the boat will land in the heavenly kingdom the happiness will last for a decent amount of time but it will not last forever, the heart break will kill the kingdom and everything that was left with it, all the known and unknown that eventually will die, they will sit on that shore where the heavenly kingdom was and that they will cry tears in the river of love. They will see many boats pass by seeking a different ending but the ending will stay the same for none of them have learned that on their way to their heavenly kingdom they should pick all the ones crying the river for you cannot have a kingdom without hearts to keep it alive.

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My Love

My love you lie always, hold your breathe as you speak, walk as slow as a moving rock. My love if I had a way to run I would for I can’t stand to look at you. 

I am not even a fool for you and you are an idiot to me, you shine as much as the darkness. If I was dying an you were my cure, I am 6 feet under. 

They have said before kiss a frog and it will turn into a prince, that has yet to be you, a frogs lips are far more soft by the looks of yours. 

You wear the clothes from ages and feel fresh in them, I want to hide under thorns, well they are less painful than the embarrassment.

My love a pig is less sloppy than you are and I am thinking of trading you for one, my love colder than the ocean and Australia.

When you sleep I want to knock you out and take you to the other side of the world, make you go insane and never come back.

My love those are the things I would say in a horrible day for my love for you is one of a kind and as rare as white peacock in the middle of Australia. 

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Dear Soulmate

Dear soulmate, you may not know it’s me for I am right next to you, we been around each other for a while now. When I look at you I feel something out of this world pulling me towards you, oh my dear soulmate I shall not see you go far from me for I will be missing a apart of myself. I rather not say that out loud because knowing your soulmate is a feeling, words can not explain the feeling, when I feel like something is missing and I visit you I am full, I sometimes think that time will eventually allowed you to realize that I am your soulmate indeed. That all the times you that you have said that you were unhappy is because you haven’t seen me as a soulmate just a friend.

Dear soulmate, I know that you have someone at the moment that  you think is the one, yet you still tell me you are unhappy I shall not rush anything because I know time will tell if this is meant to happen or not, you say you are trying to happy and yet you are unhappy.

Dear soulmate, it’s been a while since you have left the one you thought was for you, I know you been upset, but yet you seem free from everyone and everything, I will still be around and you could still take out that frustration you have for others on me I do not mind I know you well.

Dear soulmate, time has passed and I am still around, you have realized that I am the one for you that time has changed you and you are now more than what you were that you are strong and I love that more than anything, that you look at me the way I do and that the bond is strong than it ever has been.

Dear soulmate, we are now spending the rest of our days together and I believe the time that I had to wait was worth it, now I wake up every morning with a smile on my face and with one on your face laying next to me.

Dear soulmate, as we all know life is not that easy we are now old and have so many health problems at age 81 I guess at that age we don’t much more going for us, our little ones are already with their little ones and they are all happy, we did a good job with ours and us. 

Dear soulmate, you are now gone I already miss you, I want to leave with you and meet again, and if we are born again as the legend says we will find each other again, for centuries every life time, every age, every place we will find each other.’ 

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In the Middle of New York

As a kid she lived in a small town trusted everyone she was the sweetest, as an adult she moved to New York she still trusted everyone.

She was an adult yet still saw the world as she did when she was a kid.

A young adult in New York that is a killer if your not strong enough, she could be the toughest but I mean strong inside. 

Time pass she met someone that was so beautiful blonde hair, blue eyes, and the sweetest woman in New York.

That woman had a husband but everything changed for her when she met that young lady from a small town.

They fell inlove, the small town young lady saw nothing wrong with what they were doing, the woman saw it as wrong while she was married.

The young lady would find simple solutions for everything yet we all know nothing is simple in life. 

Everything was harder for the woman she had met and everything was simple for her while she was a free flying bird in the middle of New York.

The woman broke her heart and the young lady didn’t understand what was happening, her heart ache.

To make the ache go away she turn to one thing common in a city, liquor that worked for about to two weeks, after a while she felt nothing with liquor, she still ache.

She needed something stronger than that she turned to medication poison, that killed all the feeling she had not just the heart ache but even her soul.

When the woman came back to her she was no longer a free flying bird in the middle of New York, now she was a flying bird in middle of paradise.

to this day the woman tells the young lady story, “She was a small town young lady who saw the world as a kid, and trusted everyone.

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He’s The Fool?

He asked, “Is this you falling in love?”

He looks at me as if he wants the answer to be yes, and I look back as if the answer was yes.

At the same time feeling guilty in  a way  because I am not in love. I am unable to feel much. 

I want to scream and shout that I am not the same person that I was when I was young and stupid.

The many times that I was asked the same question and I gave the same answer the same look, but I feel nothing. 

Happens over and over and  to stop I would say that is impossible. 

He say he loves me, I actually believe him because I know he might be telling the truth.

 I yet to take chances I was a fool once and will never make that mistake, see everyone has been fooled more than once I will not. 

I will allow him to be a fool, I was already fooled once and he doesn’t know that I will never love like the first time.

As I lay in his bed, he looks at me with a smile on his face, his hand with mine and says the most beautiful things to me.

I on the other hand look at him with a smile on my face pretending as if I am listening.

I am just thinking to myself why does he look like he is talking to an angel?

I cannot find myself to answer, and as he falls into a deep sleep, I stay up and take a deep breathe and go over the reasons I’m with him.

Many go through my head and the most reasonable answer I come up with is that he is an angel’ 

 

 

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Empty

living in this world we always want to feel happy all the time yet many of us will agree that noone is happy most of the time, feeling empty like you are missing a piece of yourself and you don’t know what it is and since we go day by day trying to figure why we are so empty, we do things to make that feeling go away, we sip a little more, or one more pill, this cut will make it better, or 9 months and the joy will be here, maybe a lets go on a trip behind these bars where the sun doesn’t even reach us, or the I think he really likes me we did ask me out for date number two, I know it might be too soon but I think he really does like me, maybe the bro I really think she likes me well she did sleep with me on the second date or does that not mean anything for her? Or maybe the friend ya bro I think she does like you than and thinking in his mind but not as much as I do yet besides all those thing that you might try to do to filled the empty part of yourself you will still feel empty because its somehow a human craving that we have, even if we were 100% happy you would turn it until 99% because everyone thinks noone can be 100% happy all the time doesn’t matter what they do.’

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It is Said

It is said not to look at a person you find attractive in a way that you will remember that person for that you will fall deep in love, that everything about that person you will want that every time you are next to them you’ll feel as if you were under water and as if you couldn’t breathe and the only thing needed would be their lips and your lips together, that when yall are next to each other and one says the right words one starts to melt, everything you seen about that person their eyes, hair, lips, hands….will have you wondering what is it that they do to make you act this way, it’s been say to never look at a person that you will not be able to be with, in a way that you’ll remember for you will fall deep inlove with that person, yet we have a weakness to stare at them from head to toe and every inch of their body that everything about them seems perfect and that the whole room disappears but that one person and that you want their lips and yours together, it is said never to look at a person that can not walk away from their perfect life to be with you, in a way you’ll remember for you’ll fall deep inlove, yet no ones life is perfect and some evil part of you wishes their life was not as perfect as it seems, and the person they have pick wasn’t the right one that they will leave their perfect life for you. I tell you not to remember that you are inlove with the person you look at that way.’

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