A writer of sorts. I have written numerous random poems over the years. Some have made it on paper some have not. I do not write to impress others or any religious maker. I write for myself. I write for sanity more »
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Gentle affection, like a warm summer wave,
Things remembered, Love remembered, bordering insane.
What happened to living simply,
I guess that is just not a reality.
Not something to say aloud,
Don't know how to get this out.
Can't live, Can't breathe, Can't even see,
You, The damned icy breeze.
I feel wanting something else to say,
Other then wanting to forget you face.
Maybe someday, I'll stop playing this game,
Of Locking my heart away.
There is nothing I can really do,
To rid my mind completely of you.
Its like a cold scratch, ...