cccoolllttooonn

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Thoughts through words.
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	Poem #1
          	
          	 I wonder if all of your writing is written like mine. Vastly, with thought of that one significant other. Softly typing, or writing out each word reminding  you of them. Slowly processing a picture Of them in your mind. Recalling every detail you know about them. Reciting it over and over making sure it's right. That's my kind of writing.
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	Poem #2
          	
          	 What if I don't make it home tonight? My last words were "I'm done" . I drive off flying gravel everywhere with a sense of uproar. Right when I pull out I see bright lights coming from my left. It's to late now. You hear everything from your house.. You sadly look out the window pane in agony.. But it's all a dream. I piece all of my jumbled thoughts together and walk into your house carefully . I knock, twice . You opened the door so slowly and we both knew as soon as our eyes met that we were both done with this fight. I don't think you had the thought of the crash like i did. But I know now that I'll adorn you every second of my life from now on. 
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	Poem #3
          	
          	  This relationship is bitter and sweet. You bite me with your poison, but it tastes so sweet. A poison so strong but doesn't obtain the power to kill . No, but it can make me weak in a completely different way. A sweet way where I can't fall asleep at night. I wake up with the little shimmer of light shining through my window. I go to close it but this is where the bitterness is. I see you out of the corner of my eye. You're walking away,I yell but it does no good. I suddenly have an instinct to run after you. You're not outside though. Your a thousand miles away. Bitter and sweet.

cccoolllttooonn

this message may be offensive 
Thoughts through words.
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Poem #1
          
           I wonder if all of your writing is written like mine. Vastly, with thought of that one significant other. Softly typing, or writing out each word reminding  you of them. Slowly processing a picture Of them in your mind. Recalling every detail you know about them. Reciting it over and over making sure it's right. That's my kind of writing.
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Poem #2
          
           What if I don't make it home tonight? My last words were "I'm done" . I drive off flying gravel everywhere with a sense of uproar. Right when I pull out I see bright lights coming from my left. It's to late now. You hear everything from your house.. You sadly look out the window pane in agony.. But it's all a dream. I piece all of my jumbled thoughts together and walk into your house carefully . I knock, twice . You opened the door so slowly and we both knew as soon as our eyes met that we were both done with this fight. I don't think you had the thought of the crash like i did. But I know now that I'll adorn you every second of my life from now on. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Poem #3
          
            This relationship is bitter and sweet. You bite me with your poison, but it tastes so sweet. A poison so strong but doesn't obtain the power to kill . No, but it can make me weak in a completely different way. A sweet way where I can't fall asleep at night. I wake up with the little shimmer of light shining through my window. I go to close it but this is where the bitterness is. I see you out of the corner of my eye. You're walking away,I yell but it does no good. I suddenly have an instinct to run after you. You're not outside though. Your a thousand miles away. Bitter and sweet.