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Love

What is life but the will to live for another 
What does that mean you might say. It means exactly what it says- 
When you look into that one special person's eyes, you don't see their soul. You 
see their depth. The only thing untouchable by the outside world.- 
When you feel that strength, but tenderness in which that one person holds you, 
you melt. You are in the safest place, you feel, is possible.- 
When your hands are laced you're no longer two people. You fit, and your souls 
are intertwined in that one moment.- 
The second you are away from them, you feel empty, void, in space, but as they 
walk in, your cup is over flowing and you are complete, you are full.- 
The second your lips touch, the universe and time are standing still and you feel 
as if gravity has been lifted and your paths have just connected and will forever.- 
You no longer have the ability to think straight and on the level with the mere 
thought of this person causes your mind complete ease leaving you in the state 
of melancholy.- 
No more nights alone. yes, you may be physically sleeping alone but that person 
is always right beside you.- 
And No Matter what, you will always have this person in your heart. Whatever it 
may be that is forcing you down, they will be there and you will each have your 
times where you will need to pick one another up from the fall and carry them the 
rest of the way

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Heaven

as I passed a small brook 
I saw a fawn. 
no one around. no mother near. 
it took a drink from the cool gleaming water 
I realized then it wasn't a fawn I was seeing. 
it was me. 
in all rationality it couldn't have possibly been. 
As I approached, the terrain took a drastic change for the 'weird'. 
I didn't know what to think seeing as I was dazed and confused. 
I suddenly awoke to the feel of cold water rushing over my hands. 
I notice the fawn had run off, with no indication it was ever there. 
my head was pounding and nothing seemed real. 
my senses had heightened and the grass felt of razors 
as I kneeled to drink, I noticed two reflections in the water. 
nothing was as it seemed. 
a small thicket with several bare trees and that silver stream running through 
was the last I could remember. 
there was no earth and no sky, 
no light and no dark. 
only him offering me in and opening his heaven, 
and there it was. 
There I was.

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Light and Dark

with a light in the attic 
and no one amidst 
my body froze and my soul was soon adrift 
as I exited my exterior being 
id never found myself this way 
I now saw those dwelling in the attic 
distant lovers of times far gone 
meant to be but taken before their time 
they told me the grizzly story 
of blood, desire, and hatred 
with no difference but the color of skin 
and now that their gone they seem no different 
but I then returned to my body now in the present 
and no recollection of any kind 
I lost all thoughts and all drive 
I fought now for equality only for nothing to change 
no one is different 
less violence 
but even more ignorance

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All That's Left

through all relation 
against any block 
through all the tears 
none may mock 
all is right 
all is wrong 
but none may know 
until it's gone 
that's all that's left 
is what's from the heart 
and into the ears 
it's what molds the mind
and leaves us behind

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Revenge

with death knocking 
add a cold chill 
sharpened pain 
and gone at once my eyes close shut 
my fingers drop 

left now for fears to receive 
and anger swallowing 
he is left to fight for me 
even with his compromised condition 
and senses failing throughout his system 

he is fighting now until the death 
robbed by that which deserves no breath 
all that’s left is rage and horror 
with his blood dripping to add to mine 
he makes his final shot just before he’s gone blind 

his life is gone but so is mine 
and so is his, he who deserved none 
and now has none