I don't know where

All of the world is nothing, life is war, you aren’t here and can’t see what this life is doing to me the skin is the same everthing else has shifted. you may see the one you know but you don’t know him, he’s gone, replaced with me can you learn to love through loss…

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Leaving You

it’s been so long neglected friend since my hand held you moving into your seductive curves that won’t soon be forgotten etched silhouettes upon my mind wondering why we left this leaving un-lived moments prematurely there was promise with you now fading from eternity don’t believe you weren’t loved you were, you are I’ve been…

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Poetry: From France 3/3

ink exemplifies slowly flowing from within your love fills my heart starting as the pen touches paper, the ink exemplifying love I never knew now have felt through hands lifting my eyes to look only upon you in an instant I’ll understand a life of waiting, with hope. these eyes have seen beauty fields of…

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Poetry: From France 2/3

Warmed by Truth The fate of the world slowly turns while tilting closer to ultimate misfortune into darkness setting on the hearts of a cold lost people desiring to love unable to feel complete living around a world whose passions aren’t pure tainted over time through eyes un-opened hearts scared to try minds scared to…

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Poetry: From France 1/3

Why am I Here quietly approaching through the wondering of a lost soul, the alleys and valleys of a dry heart, is a love not yet accepted not yet ignored for when will the door open only a sliver to allow light, only a second for eternity, to reveal the grace of love grace of…

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Poetry: Thorn

Thorn a thorn stuck my side sitting in awkward comfort wanting to loose it I touched myself seeking for a mark left the protruding hook fingers waiting…ready realization strikes lost hands misled movable extremities cautiously extend, silent vision goes dark, it moves, you move open eyes reveal solitude mind reveals reality with one traceless thorn…

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Poetry: What I’m scared to say

Fluttering lights flicker past Windows streaked by rain Tonight as the sun sets Hidden behind confused clouds Ringing themselves into nothing As horns sound in the distance Turning my eyes to streaks Drips who glide so consistently Its rhythm sends my mind. Away, back to you Thoughts suddenly flood in Remembering nights alone with hope…

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Poetry: The Future

The Future My soul longs for words to say, For direction to show the way, To find comfort in this place The world revolves within its grove, For me it doesn?t seem to move, No matter how hard I try. It’s adorn me with no face, This cold world and quickened pace, What I?d give…

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Night Sky

I’m cleaning up my deviatnart account and came accross this. Wrote it June 21, 2001. That would have been just after my sophomore year of high school. I took it off deviant art but really wanted to save it somewhere, so here it is. I used to be able to write. Every day seemed to…

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Poetry: Red Sand

Red Sand The tide has gone out to sea taken everyone but me. So I sit here alone and cold, staring at the moon longing for you to hold. Night breaks into day, everything still at bay. I shutter with that warmth as fingers dig into open wounds left by you. Pretending to hang on…

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Poetry: Like a Blue Bird

If a blue bird could sing a song as sweet, As the one you did, when you spoke to me. Maybe I would learn, hang on every note and word, to later silently relive the beauty of what was heard. But like the bird you left filling my heart with regret, leaving me sitting here…

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Poetry: the whirlwinds of change

written to go along with the previous and the next entry. Please read them if you haven’t. they are basically the essence of what this poem is about (so for those of you reading this poem before I write the last piece, you get a little hint of what’s coming). I am sorry for it…

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Poetry: Snowflake

slowly drift down sky to earth your delicate form suspended in space suddenly encapsulated in warmth behind a smile melting and sliding towards her soul finding little comfort she looks for more heart grown sore world of scorn

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Poetry: Twilight

So often over looked, she stands shy of shadows while light skims across the sky, hoping to expose what darkness hides in those moments between light an dark stands who you are broken, beautiful and pure within that brief time seeming to understand the girl possessing the smile attention she commands between light an dark…

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Sitting Distressed

Sitting here distressed, longing to regress, muses a mess. Thoughts appear irrelevant in shambled pieces, every-one incoherent. Pulsing hearts slow, when eyes close to the world. Appearing empty for a soul, searching endlessly. Mouth shut tight, words then fight to be written. ~paul

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Un-descript Tonight

I’m not sure how to describe, feelings I’m having inside. of rhythmic pulses, quickening, a heart in distress. of sly smiles, appearing, when I see your face. of stars above, shimmering, speaking quietly in this place. Soon the sun will shine me waking, the words I’ll find. Then you’ll know how I feel, dreams, may…

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Human Drought

Somehow you stole this smile away, faster than the droughts of the rain, I should have seen it coming, nothing ever works without pain. Hoping that this time, the rains might stay till harvest, my hope was misplaced in you, why, how, could you. I’ll be fine, for you I worry, don’t forget me. 1/30/03…

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Stargazing Without You

Knowing that when I cast my eyes, Upon the night time sky, The exact same stars Shone down on you, Pulling us together Through that view. Of celestial bodies So beautifully radiant, Sending light to us. So we can say that, With upswept glances, “I know you’re there, just hoping you remember that somebody who…

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Simple Silhouettes

Simple silhouettes fade from the start, into the calm setting midnight dark, moon light races, reaching all it can, my mind wanders and finds you again, your gentle nature is why I write, words that can’t describe the sight, ingrained in my eyes and thoughts of you, cherishing the moments with one in view, when…

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Day Dreaming

I used to always get caught day dreaming, at baseball games, at school, church, home, while we would be driving on road trips. So I guess thinking I was dreaming now shouldn’t have been that big of a suprise. ——————– Do you ever dream, then realize your eyes have been open the whole time? That…

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