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Soldiers last wordsI know I have made mistakes
I have fought my battles
I have fought my wars
But you should know
I will always love you
I will always come home
No matter how long I be gone
I will always be by your side
I will be the shadow by your side
A familiar ghost in the distance
But promise me....My dear beloved
You wont forget me
In this time of distress
In this war
If I don´t come back
Remember this...I love you
I always did
If love is one of usThe dream was so sweet
But in the end it ended shattering
They didinīt want us togheter
We ended up crying
Is this love realy so bad?
Why arenīt we alound to love?
Now Im standing alone in my empty room
Holding the picture of you
Crying over my lover
Who I lost so long time ago
They hate us
They dont want us around
We are theyr children
Theyr flesh and blood
They hate our love
They dont understand our passion
Im like a stranger in my own home
My parents ignore me
My life is in ruines
I miss you my dear
I miss our beautiful summer nights
What is love?
Homosexuality is god's way of insuring that the truly gifted aren't burdened with children. ~Sam Austin
The reason why I love youI like your smile
I like your vibe
I like the way your such a star
The way we playd
The way we faught
It keeps us strong
The reason why I care
The reason why I love you
I love you is you
I like the way
when we get wasted
The way you steal my snacks
The way you disagree with me
Is the reason why I love you
I love you becouse you been there
Been there for my darkest hour
And been for my lightest sober
Woken me up after a night long party
The reason why I love you is the all the things we been thrue
Sinner amongst saintsSo much hate
So much pain
I thought they understood
Thought they could accept us
But in the end
In the end they took you away
They tolld me it was a sin
Sin to love
Love the person who accepts me
Accepts me who I am
Who I am
I am bi
Now theres a clowd
A rain clowd up in the sky
The cloud wont go away
And it wont stop raining
The rain wont go away
It wont go away even if Im happy
Now Im just a sinner amongst saints
Just because she comes off strong doesn't mean she didn't fall asleep crying and even though she says nothing is wrong maybe.. Just maybe she is really good at lying.
Forgotten september nightIn that cold september night
That crusam rainy fight
Words wore sayd
Tears were spread
On that september night
We had our first fight
I coudnt understood why
Why you had to go
We were so good togheter
But now when you left me
Left in that cold september night
I wanted to know why
Why coudn´t you understand
I loved you
I trusted you
I loved you more
But now in this cold september night
I cry alone eversince our wery first fight
In that forgotten septembers night
Everyone tells me I should forget about you, you don't deserve me. They're right, you don't deserve me, but I deserve you.
Deep down in loveThe tears in the night
I still remember the fight
Why did this have to end?
Our lovely romance under the stars
Now all we have is scars
Look what we have become
First we were like there was no tomorrow
Now in the end we look eatch other and wonder
What could and should have been if we staid
I didin´t want this war
Now all I hear is sobbing in the hall
All I wanted to ask you to the ball
What happend to us?
Did we want this?
I want to feel love like everybody else
But they keep moking me like I was something else
Making things worse I feel dead
But I hear silence in my head
What does my heart want?
My heart wants lovel ike everybody else
But Im scared to be rejected like hell
You cannot be lonely if you like the person you're alone with. ~Wayne W. Dyer
Darkest loveI live in darkness
while you live in light
I sit and watch
how you constantly fight
My love for you is endless
But is doomed to fail
For how can drag you into this existence
Into my permanent hell?
So for now I just observe
and pray that you´ll be fine
If you get into trouble
then I´ll cross that line
For when I though we cannot be
I´m always here
To protect you in your time of need
I promise there´s nothing to fear
Death of an angelThat broken heart
Those shatterd promises
Just another night crying
Forever you promised
Now these memories I trye to forget
Those fun moments we had
Why so silent?
What did I do wrong?
It aint my fault mother
It isint my fault father
It isint my fault I love her
Love is love
Why cant you both see it?
Why are you doing this?
Why are you bunishing us?
It isint my fault that Im like this
I love her
Yes I am lesbian
Now Im dead
Forgotten to dust
Killed myself today
Becous of you mother
Becous you didint see me daddy
Forgotten daughter that haunts
I was your daughter
Your little angel daddy
Now Im just a forgotten memory
Love is killing meLove isin´t poison
Your words are killing me
Stop hating me
I look at you and say
We stay home after midnight
And then what?
Its driving me crazy
Our love is powerfull
We fell in love
We forget that our love is sin
Is being in love a sin?
I dont see whats the rush
Just becouse we are diffrent?
These nights go on!
We secretly make love in your tree hous.
Being bi isin´t a sin
Inside your killing me
With your love your killing me
HauntedI see her there with
Coal dust carved
Into the icy skin
Under her eyes,
And on her lips
Dance a chorus
Of bitter lies.
A skeletal hand of smoke
Claws at my neck
Until I bleed;
She tells me that the pain
Is just what I need.
And her blood
Zooms in her veins
Like speeding cars.
She looks at me
At what I am.
She’s a snake,
In the guise
Of a lamb.
‘What happened to us?’
Of what I used to be.
‘I may be you,
But you are not me.’
The sun comes up:
Yesterday is gone
But see it this way;
The past is part of the future
But the future isn’t the past.
You choose which bits go,
You choose which bits last.
How to love a poet: Expect them to be flawed,
a field of wild flowered-
& an inability
Love them anyway.
Know that when they look at you
they are noticing the little things.
lost my voice.I wrote "I love you"
in the sand at the beach.
The tide swallowed the words
and drowned them
before I could speak.
I Saw a Burning ManIn front of my house, he sat.
Skin burnt off, now charred and black.
Hesitantly, I walked outside.
And he followed me with his watery eyes.
With steps as nimble as the snow,
I hid my fear and continued to go.
Now before him, the Burning Man.
I kindly offered him my shaky hand.
No malice nor vice leaked off of him,
rather sadness and agony which simmered below his skin.
I could feel it around me, the pain and despair,
yet, physically the man was nearly repaired.
For his scorched skin was not his problem,
instead the bottled emotions that devoured all of him.
“Would you like to come inside sir, and stay?”
In which he replied by looking away.
Again I asked, and received no reply,
and was startled when the man began to cry.
Unsure of what to do, I walked away,
Yet I’ll never forget what happened that day.
Be it from pain, or mute, or undisclosed desires,
I watched as the man was engulfed in fire.
I stood back in awe, with my mouth agape,
and feared that he had fallen into
little victories.when i was younger,
i thought i was the strongest
little girl in the world
because i could easily
beat my older brother
at arm wrestling.
it wasn't until years later
that i realized
And There Was Lighti.
He was seventeen when he died.
I never went to the funeral
but I walked past it the day of
the service. His mother
was in the backseat of a blue Dodge,
door open, head in her hands.
"My baby," she kept repeating.
"My baby." It would go from sobbing, to
screaming, to a soft whisper that
I could only hear being carried
on the wind.
It was a Wednesday afternoon that they found
his old red pickup truck parked
out front of Slim's, two beer bottles in
the back and the windows cracked to let the stale
I heard that his dad told the police he was
gonna take that old truck and fix it up, because
he had promised his son before—
because it's always in the before—
And in the after, his mother never had dry eyes
and I'm pretty sure my mom told me
that she saw his dad at the bar every night,
drinking his sorrows down because some people can't
handle the stress.
Some people can't figure out why their son would
"Some men just want to w
Loving A Guy Who Cannot Love Himself.Firstly, tell him that he doesn't necessarily need to be the “strongest” man in the world,
that if he cries, you won't look down on him for it,
that you won't call him weak.
Tell him that he doesn't have to like sports, or fishing, or football, or any of the “mainstream” things that boys are “supposed” to like.
Let him know that liking art, or dancing, or singing or acting doesn't make him gay, doesn’t make him any less of a man, it just makes him who he is.
A human being.
And for goodness sakes, tell him that blue does not have to be his favorite color, than he can indulge in pink, or purple or even magenta!
And to the girl who take on the task, remember please, that it is not always the Knight who saves the Princess.
No, this time, the Princess may need to save the Knight.
Do not pour your problems onto him, rather, balance each other out.
Be a shoulder to cry on. A friend to be there. A love that never leaves.
Perhaps more than often,
You Ever Felt ItHave you ever felt it?
When you lay there broken
And feel yourself so guilty
Eyes gushing red
And you want to sleep in a coma
Your brain swelling with thoughts
At the same time empty with nothing
When you can't suit yourself
And see yourself a place among the demons
that moment when you control your life
The moment when you choose between life and death
And then you yourself can decide either way
It's when you're on the edge
And want someone to pull you back before you make another step
A hook, to rip all the insanity out of your body
And suck all the madness that is growing black dead trees
Have you ever felt it, have you known depression
Did you ever seek a source of help, and did you ever find it
Regret by choiseI never thought of this before
I never thought we could be like this
When I saw you just standing there across the street
I knew from the start
You would never talk to me
You would even bother to ask if I was okay
Im still standing here before you make me move
These things between us are dangerous
Owr friendship is nomore
Did I came here to lose all hope?
Did I came here to die?
No, there is still hope for this recless soul,
becous Im still standing.
With no regrets,
with no thoughts.
Im just me.
And you cant change me to your kind.
Im just hanging by a moment.
Im just being me
and you cant ever change me.
I lost everyhope when you sayd those things to me.
But now I know,
that it was your anger that made you like this.
There is nothing left to lose,
Theres nothing in the world
that could change my mind.
Theres nothing there anymore.
Im more than a kid,
Im a lover.
A true lover you could ever see.
I have right to know the truth.
So take this and leave me alone,
leave us alone.
Im more t
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