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When You Start Growing

I will tell you life is hard, and laugh right back at you... I will tell you crying makes it uneasy, and smear the tears I will tell you I have met eyes that never smile  I will tell you I have met loneliness that doesn't speak at all I will tell you I have sat in the same room where life felt empty I will tell you I have sat looking at someone who just doesn't want to go home  I will tell you relationships are hard, and will hold your hands right away I will tell you cold shoulders are greasy but it's the intense warmth that makes you shiver I will tell you I have met people for who love was the only thing until they picked being lonely I will tell you relationship devors decorum like a wolf feasting on fresh carcass I will tell you vultures gather to eat what pains the most, yes the lost ones I will tell you dark is hard, but directions are easier when unseen I will tell you what itches me is constant pain I will tell you how naked I am in reality but no one wants to see

Smell Of You

Fresh drops of dew..

Flipping pages of a book brand new.

Breathing in smoke from someone in the walkway..

Catching the train while drenched in rain.

Puffing the wet that instant.

Lying on the grass basking winter sun..

Saving all the fun for later.

Innocent flatter..

Unknown chatter.

Trying to hear a voice which just echoes..

Fresh coat of paint..

Not trying to be a saint.

A faint laughter..

A song getting softer.

Fading dusk..

Everlasting thirst.

Water trickling down the brook..

Flowers free falling from the trees you shook.

Snowflake crumples..

Mud base tumbles.

Tear drops on the paper..

The night stars blurry like the vapor.

Breathless Dawn..

The smiling yawn.

Slept the most..

While dreaming that smell of you.

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