Gray thinks God accept what Gray accept, Gray's too goddamn mentality.
You believed in me
when I stopped believing
in myself.
You became my vision
when I was too blind to see
reality.
You saw good in me
when people said I was good
for nothing.
Damn right I love you.
You prayed for me
when I thought God
was a myth.
You became my courage
when I couldn't face
my fears.
You became my fortitude
when life had me feeling
defeated
You looked out for me
when others looked the other
way
Damn right I love you
You cared for me
when I gave up and could
careless..
Damn right I love you.
You believed in me
when I stopped believing
in myself.
You became my vision
when I was too blind to see
reality.
You saw good in me
when people said I was good
for nothing.
Damn right I love you.
You prayed for me
when I thought God
was a myth.
You became my courage
when I couldn't face
my fears.
You became my fortitude
when life had me feeling
defeated
You looked out for me
when others looked the other
way
Damn right I love you
You cared for me
when I gave up and could
careless..
Damn right I love you.
Scam,
Beware sinister sham,
Damn!
KNOCK – KNOCK
evil resounds
the devil’s doorknob
to Hades impounds
POUND - POUND
the hasp in its dock
whose key to perdition
— in hand to unlock
(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
I saw you once,
and the thought of you refused to leave.
The day was fleeting,
yet I wished the same for the night,
just to let the echo of you stay with me a little longer
I wrote you poems,
scattered my heart across notes,
believing I had mastered the assignment.
But no.....
it was your love language
I was only beginning to learn.
This is different.
Unpolished, unborrowed
Its raw from the depths of my heart.
Oh, when I met your eyes,
heard your voice,
felt your touch,
I thought I had tasted life’s sweetest wonders.
Then you smiled
And the world itself seemed to pause.
Damn.
The world confessed,
This girl is out of this world.
Beauty beyond dispute,
grace beyond argument.
Love at first sight?
Perhaps.
But whatever it is,
it feels eternal,
& to me it feels just right.
All I want in this whole world is someone to love,
Someone to hold, to cherish, to dream of.
All I need is someone to comfort me—
To stand by my side, to help set me free.
Someone to talk to, to whisper things to,
Someone, my dear… someone like you.
Someone who'll love me, and I’ll love them back,
Someone who’s faithful, not someone I lack.
Someone—oh someone—help me, I pray…
Someone who’ll love me forever and a day.
Someone, please—ask her not to leave,
For without her, my life is a sieve.
Someone, oh someone, hear my cry,
And tell the girl I love her—the one who said goodbye.
Someone, please someone, tell her I’ll wait—
Wait for her return, no matter how late.
I’ll wait here forever—I don’t care how long—
Because she’s the reason I wrote this damn song.
Yes, she’s the reason I wrote this damn song.
She’s the only reason I wrote this damn song.
People want from you
they want you to be talkative
they want you to be rich
they want you to be beautiful
when I just feel like being boring
Damn them and their long list.
Standing under the hot sun
The sand of the beach singing melodies of tingling to my toes
I watched your summer body as the sun kissed it
Running away from the waves of the ocean
Your curves and edges bounced
Speaking volumes of your succulence
You were happy and full of life
Turned a few heads in your direction
You became the reason for many erections
I didn't mind
None of theirs will feel your warmth
The sun can kiss your body
I'm the one going to kiss where the eyes of the sun cannot reach
Young Woman
You were not made
You were carved
You were not created
You were built
God had nothing to do with your creation
He is too conservative to create such a gorgeous weapon of mass ********
Damn!!!!
ABSOL
Decades a midwife a definer of rights written so patients
And authoritys both knew their plights.' Un-jabbed 2020 up
Till today, yet prosecuted by N Z jacinda aderns machine which stated
She had to pay? They tried to bully and really every sick trick.' Even forgery of her signature, i think they were a bit thick? Well its all turned turtle, and they're panicking now..
The genocidal mantra.' The outright lies and deceit show
I advise a trip to you-tube where if you enter her name.?
Under New Zealand midwife, it will truly enlighten your brain.'
Steel giants approach,
Horns shatter me, surprise floods
My serenity.
damn the big liar,
double-dealer, thinks people
deceitful like him
This was written back when Covid-19 at it's height. As sung to the tune "Can't Find My Way Home," by Steve Winwood/Blind Faith.
"Can't Leave My Damn Home"
-------------
I've binged Game of Thrones,
and learned the xylophone.
This has to change.
Please don't touch your face
And keep six feet away
wear a mask, wash your hands.
I got loads of time
and I just now hoarded wine.
So I'm wasted,
but I can't leave my damn home.
We're in quarantine
'Cause there ain't no vaccine
Chloroquine's no cure.
Trump is the reason
We're waiting so damn long.
'Cause he screwed the CDC
And I can't leave my damn home.
No, I can't leave my damn home.
No, I can't leave my damn home.
No, I can't leave my damn home.
Still I can't leave my damn home,
And I ain't killed my kids yet.
But I can't leave my damn home.
Damn the strangers who judge a book without even holding its cover, even for once.
January 28, 2024, PST, SPC
Almost twenty-two years ago the brown eye girl was given advice. So far she had lived by it. She had found herself trying to live up to the person who told her the advice. But how can she keep up with that after all this time? Shouldn't she live up to her own standards instead of theirs? The perfect best friend was right to give her that advice way back then after her father passed away; but now it seems it might not be right for her anymore. Now the perfect best friend is gone now too and she is right back to who she was way back when. The brown eye girl finds herself back to kicking that damn dresser as if she was still that angry little eight year old girl.
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