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My Jazmine

Her eyes are brown,
Her smile is wide.
she has stolen my heart,
she holds my dreams.
she never ceases to amaze me;
her voice is like soft music in my ears,
her kiss is like a sweet cherry freshly picked,
she smells like a full bloomed rose.
as i hold her now
i see my life and wife in her eyes.
she is my bellissima amour.
we grew up together,
we used to play together,
who could have known?
she would be my love
my one, my only
my Jazmine.




i wrote this on valentines day for my girlfriend Jazmine, we were doing poetry in school, adn we had to make a valentines daypoem for something we love, i chose the thing (in this case a person) that i love mos...Jazmine. i actua;lly have a few drawings that go with igt bugt, im not sure how to put them on here so...

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All Smiles

I dedicate this to Jazmine

You can see her smile
from across the land
it's a bright smile
a wide smile,
a smile at me
When i see it
I calm down (idiom)
She stands on shelves
to be higher up
because i want her there
because she is my north star.
she wants to be a writer
and i know
she will not only succeed
but she will be the greatest.
And she will travel the world
Writing with her chewed upon pen
and writing on a smooth fresh piece of paper
writing is her passion,
and i am her smile.

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For Every Kiss

I swell
Like a balloon
with much joyous feelings
until no control and i kiss
her lips

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My Blue-Eyed Son

Dedicated to my son Dustin

It’s been since Christmas of 2013
Since I’ve seen his goofy smile
Still
Every day I drag on farther
Trying to stay strong so that maybe
Just maybe
I might get to see him again
I’m hoping
And I’m dreaming
But every time I see his face
Whether a picture or a dream
I breakdown
Losing him is one of the worst things
That has ever happened to me
It breaks my heart knowing
That it is my fault.
It’s my fault Why I can’t see him
And this very month
The month of September 
The 21st
The day of his birth
His first birthday
And I’m going to miss it
It IS one of the worst feelings in the world
And just knowing
Just knowing that it’s my fault
Makes that feeling even worse
And my smile fades faster with each passing second
And I fall deeper into the darkness
Of the farthest bit of space
Away from the light and from happiness 
From all the pain I have caused myself
How am I supposed to forgive myself?
When I miss his very first birthday
And there is no way I can change it
And it’s all because of the mistakes I’ve made
It’s just too late
And I can’t turn back
And it is just getting worse
Am I only meant to suffer?
Am I meant to lose everything?
And everyone
I care about
Am I not a loud to move on?
Or
Am I supposed to forget about him?
And be that horrible father I am bound to be
Why should I care?
Why should I have my heart ripped out
By a little boy
Why can’t I move on?
My dreams won’t move on
And they haunt me of all my mistakes
They haunt me of my blue-eyed son 
and how I lost him

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A Gone But Precious Friend Pt 1

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this is to one of my closest friends who committed suicide, R.I.P Taylor Frostsong/ Jeanette Jenkins


she was my best friend
she was a very close friend but how did I not know
that she was in so much pain
why did I not see her attempt at death coming.
But her attempt, unlike mine, was a success of her hanging
and here I write about her
she was an amazing friend
and over the summer
for 3 days straight
almost continually
trying to talk
me out of suicide
and me
out of my dark hole
of hopelessness and despair
where I suffered
through my memories
and where I was living in pain;
of not being able to see my own son,
of losing my therapist to a heart attack,
and in the depression  of not helping anyone
and I suffered
from the mistakes I made
but why
why did I not do anything
I recognized the signs;
the slowly drifting away
the less frequent phone calls
and Facebook messages
why did I not help her?
Why did I not listen?
in my heart
I knew something was wrong
but why did I not act
and I know
if I had gotten to her
I could have saved her
and she would still be here
I could have stopped it
but I didn't even try
and because of this failure
my failure of accepting the signs
and disbelieving what was true
I lost her
and I lost one of my most precious friends.

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Far Away

Dedicated to Jazmine Russell

for every minute
we are apart,
is another minute too long.
for every meter
we have between us,
is another meter to far.
for every second you are away,
it seems like a year
and my heart bleeds,
just waiting to see and feel you.
for every inch
we are separated by
is too far.
The farther you are
the closer I want you
and the more I yearn you.
you were far away
at one time
it was too long
for 4 years
so please don't go (again)
so far away

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-persona Poem- Husband To Wife

well darlin', all i can say
is we're fallin' behind
far behind
bills are due
and we're broke
broker than broke
we're below broke
we're diggin' a hole
and a big hole
bigger than a grave
a grave more than 100 feet deep
ewe need a way out
a ladder or some steps
we need to save
our money, our bodies
and ourselves
before we collapse
so we can relax
and be at peace

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My Life

I've hurt
I've been hurt.
i'm lied to,
but i lie.when i'm kind and generous,
peop[le take advantage
of it and me
when im cold and stingy,
i hate it,
it's not me,
and i struggle to find a between.
my past lies in;
a broken heart,
my broken heart,
crushed dreams,
and a few good memories,
fading memories.
my present lives in;
hope, light, and care.
i have John and Jim
people who care
people whoi love me
but why do i still feel so alone?
The future.
a mystery itself,
will she be mine?
will i ever find peace?
and i wonder
is my future truely bright
or does darkness lie ahead

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The Monster Part 4

War!
as i throw a punch at the wall
I realize something is wrong
he is awake
i struggle against him
i punch another wall
as he gains control again
and then i remembered
one of the first times.
It was third grade
Jazmine in fourth grade
on the playground like a normal day
i was aggrivated
and i was being annoyed.
everything went dark
as if the sun was set
I saw red everywhere
until i released
i released it all
a fury
a fury upon a person who did not deserve
Jazmine
she hit the floor
the ground, the mulch
I hit her
I regretted it
I hated it
I hated myself for it
I realized
I could not let it happen again
I will not let it happen again
I decided
The knife
the cool sharpened blade
The sharpened tip
as it slashes
I feel relief
I cut him away
I cut him to peace
but the blood trickles down my arm
as a scarred memory
This is my chance
for now he is weakened

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Without You

Dedicated to Jazmine Russell

Jazmine
where would I be without her?
Jazmine (speaking directly to her)
where would I be without you?
i'd be buried or cremated
without you I would be hospitalized
without you i'd be lonely and unhappy.
Jazmine I want you
I need you
I need you to stay right here
with me
it's not just where I would be
it's who I would be
it's where would I go
yesterday, on the 19th of march (2013)
I began a rage
a violent and suicidal rage
but you
you stayed calm
you comforted me
telling me everything will be alright
you held me
and let me cry
and let it all out on your shoulder
telling me you are my protector
my guardian from pain
you showed me a light
a light during a darkened rage
how is it possible
it did something nothing else could
it saved me
you saved me