

untitled, for now, and foreveri don’t write poems anymore. due to a loss or two now, i write nothings about a best friend, and a matriarch. for the first time... inuntitled, for now, and forever
just under a year. i love you...
... you, the one that
did not die. you were stolen away from me, a world of lotus’ and cathedrals, and everyone else you still haunt. you are simply a victim of an exotic vacation for 1. you abandoned our oasis for another. so our children will never get the chance to build sand castles together in the sierra sun. they will not share


Thoughts on Names“What’s in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”Thoughts on Names
Despite my admiration of the literary genius of Shakespeare’s work, I must disagree with this particular statement. Names are everything. The phonetics, the simple sounds of a word materialize its essence. If an idea, a meaning is transformed into a semi-tangible vibration, it had better sound good. Shakespeare himself chose Juliet to be name of his fair, lovely maid; a name so saccharine-sweet you can almost hear nightingales sing as you linger on the full-bodied Os. Why did he not choose a name such as Gertrude, a name so harsh and unbearably overpowering that u
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Maybe I'm not, but your all I got left to believe in
Don't give up on me, I'm about to come alive.
thanks for the favorite
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dool-say-day-lay-chay
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Aunque me dejastes ahogado en el mar, acuestate en la tierra de la realidad de tu sueño, manos me recuerdo solamente a ti te odio yo ya me voy
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