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Life Lesson

I love being young, getting to ride the roller coasters.
The sound, tick, tick, tick, tick-like a heartbeat racing to the top.
Then, surprised even when you know it’s coming, dropped into the abyss.
Something always pulls it down, like gravity.
It’s frustrating, riding something so close to being dead.
So far away but still so close, seating rows.

I hate being so close to, yet so far from the row.
She was in with me on this roller coaster.
Adrenaline rushed my body so fast almost leaving me dead.
The blood flowed so fast emphasizing the highs of the top.
But something keeps pulling me down, gravity.
Here I am again, back in the abyss.

In the ride, weeks of no communication, the beginning of the end, the abyss.
The scariest. My worst fear of my youth. Looking back at the rows,
I see her, with my own image, my heart sinks more. I hate you gravity.
But it’s the only thing that fuels the roller coaster.
Nothing makes me happier than bringing it back to the top.
Let’s hope this isn’t so abrupt, so fast, like the last one, leaving me dead.

How I hope so much, so much hope still not dead.
The heart, the love, the eternal abyss.
Strikes me back with enough momentum to reach the top.
Lines, love, flashing like an old film, with rows.
Showing me a movie, reminding me of, a roller coaster.
The movie explained that the only thing that keeps it going is gravity.

Thank you gravity.
My worries are gone and dead.
Just accept it, and love the roller coaster.
Appreciate the loneliness of the abyss.
The reason you’re here is for the ride, not the rows.
I just want to enjoy the youth and its happy tops.

This coaster, like love has its tops.
But something brings it down like gravity.
Distanced with rows,
Never seeing her again, thinking she’s dead.
But deeper and deeper coming out of the abyss.
The complicated life of the young, the love of roller coasters.

Get on the roller coaster, rise to the top.
Don't worry about the drop to the abyss, It’s because of gravity
That you’re not dead, and I don't care about the rows.

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Impulse 58

You are
my six minute
slow dance 
in the rain.

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Impulse 59

I leap because 
there is no ground, 

That is why
I leap.

Because the sun 
is fading, and
my night is 
without you.

So I leap.

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Hello Again

Hello again my impossible girl,
I've been looking for you in this always changing world
and I have you, my impossible girl.
But, is it always what it seems?
Because every now and then I'll think
and every now and then I will dream,
that my impossible girl has found me.
Because even if I have you, will you see me?
I find it harder and harder to concentrate on the future,
when my future doesn't have my impossible girl.
So as every ball of rock and dust enters the earth,
and every birthday candle blown, 
and every night at 11:11, 
I will wish for my impossible girl to finally see me,
her impossible man waiting, 
for his impossible girl.

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Hello Milady

Hello milady how was your day?
May I compliment you more?
For it is today
That I see you like never before.

Your smile overpowers me
And so much in common we share
I will profess to you gladly
But do I really dare?

For you are too glorious
For me to lose
I was never notorious
For letting my feelings loose

But today I shall, and it shall be done
Because you are the one and only one

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Keep On Like You Do

I love our conversations day to day
I laugh at the awkwardness in the hall
I love how you are mine, my sweet blue jay
If this were a movie the snow would fall

The perfect scene that everyone desires
The paramount picture movie nights out
I love that this love does not require
Sadness and despair, the miserable pout

I want to see you as you always are
I want to laugh and share my memories
So you call to me, and I won’t be far
I want to cheer and hear your melodies

For it is a rose in any other name
I am foolish, but who am I to blame?

New found friendship in the darkest areas
But it’s not like we are from dark places
You are the light that disrupts hysteria
There’s no need to hide under fake faces

Thank you, my search for that place is finished
That place where loneliness finally dies
That place where joy is, as it should, cherished
That place where despair meets its true demise

I no longer have to travel today
To travel to that place where sadness ends
Because I have found that place, my blue jay
So from now on, what we do shall depend

Shall we travel together tomorrow
To keep fighting everlasting sorrow


What I say and do I mean completely
What I say to you I mean with honesty
But Please do not take my words so feebly
Don’t shrink in front of the face of modesty

You are marvellous, true in every way
You are graceful, so keep dancing like you
You are beautiful, so smile my blue jay
Smile and I shall be marvellous with you

Please take my words to heart, never forget
They are nothing but spectators tonight
You are the main attraction, don’t leave yet
You will rock, no need to be polite right?

You are awesome in each and every way
You are pretty no matter what they say

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Oh Captain My Captain

Light the way
for the thundering seas
and quivering winds will
not stop us     nay
only to make the stronger even more
so

so
take your place at the front
as you lead the few brave
amongst us.
Dead be it not, nor sin be it death
for I know not to forget
Teach the more of tomorrow
lost at sea
Take them aboard the ship of the land of few
Oh Captain my Captain
so much
so few
to stay true
Oh Captain my Captain
Lead on
So these virgins that make much of time.
They gather thine rosebuds
Even whilst they may
Teach on my Captain.
So these  few believers, still dare be bold and be true
These few poets, sucking the marrows of life, still seize the day
So thank you my Captain
So few of us make it to live, just to die, knowing
they never lived.

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Change Is the Only Constant

The change in which you undergo
May change the rest of time
So as we change you need to know
That one day I will make you mine

Constant in which constants stay
Forever till the after
As the moon sets and sets away
So the sun soon fills with laughter

The wind blows like the Zephyr ways
And goes my worries with it
Let the days go by as days
And put them together as they fit

The heart wants what the heart sought
The heart fights so the heart fought

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The Imposible Man

The minute I look at her, 
all things around me stop. 
Or seem so, since my heart 
beats so fast. Faster faster it 
beats. My mind melts, melts 
like a popsicle on the side walk 
on a hot summer day. The butterflies 
in my stomach flap up a storm, a tornado 
in my stomach. And every day, I fall in love 
even more so than the last. Every time, every 
time her eyes look upon me, I can't help but look 
so deep into them. Like orbs of pure and utter bliss, 
and I just get lost. Oh my impossible, improbable girl, 
how my search has been so long. The many mountains 
and rivers I've crossed in search of a place where loneliness 
ends. Even so, I have found you. But time, time, is not on my 
side. Too many obstacles, much like the rest, separate my morality 
and my love, from my mind. My impossible girl, oh how you look at me 
with those unwavering eyes. How you talk to me with that sweet tone in 
your voice. I don't know what I should do. I know not whether to wait, and 
let time tell it's tale, or if I act, and tell my tale for it. All the better. For it is 
uncertainty under certain events that dictate life in its truest form. I'm lost, so lost. 
Waiting, for my impossible girl to call for me, to finally, call for her impossible man.

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Impulse 53

I didn’t pick you to be
my muse, the same way 
you don’t decide
to fall in love. Love isn’t
“alright, I’m ready to
give everything I got 
for you.” Love is “no
matter how hard I try,
I can’t get your damn
face out of my head,
and I really want to 
see you right now.” 
So, don’t tell me to 
get over it, because 
this isn’t some mountain
you can walk all over.
This is climbing up
falling stairs.

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