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    Nick

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    I posted this on my Myspace and Facebook and got some response, so I thought why not on the LPA? It doesn't get enough writings.

    This is writings from September till around now, I write in class all the time and I picked my favorites so far and typed 'em up.

    Looking left, eyes are a sight.
    The hair that signals me
    My eyes do a dance.
    Beginning again, a gesture for both.
    The mind and it's attractions.
    My thoughts do a dance.
    So much talk of nothing
    Can't you see? You'll be fine if you let hearts collide.
    I am letting mine.
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    Sensitive subjects always arise
    The swollen, crying mother yells something faint.
    Perfectly clear but i'm not listening.

    I have learned to change and be happy with life.
    Trapped in a space where negativity resides.
    The war is heavy, So I sit and receive screams..
    And in my dreams, you continue to rip at the seams,
    I'm pointless, to be blunt.
    And the sudden jump for a losing gun.

    Arise with the sun and dream a lie.
    Every damn time, you're not mine.
    So for the tenth time, it's out of my mind; I'm just fine.
    Come close but once and shoot her down
    Leave for town to a smaller part around
    Her.
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    Tall grass
    Inching closer to feel something invisible.
    Sunlight hidden in the clouds
    The smell of rain lingers..
    In my nose.

    A Shadow, cloaked figure stands in the middle
    In a circle of stones, air flowing around.
    Whispers on the wind tell of curiosity.

    My eyes wander. My soul is alive.
    He will come to say, "Will you stay?"
    Don't shout the answer. Whisper your truth.
    "I've lost the decision."
    And he fades away...
    Leaving a trail of broken sticks for
    bones.
    You've broken this man.
    With your lack thereof.

    Whisper your truth and shout the lies...
    But why? must we all die?
    I live forever in words.
    The ink meets a paper
    Forever engraved, The soul of the maker.
    Written.
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    Sweet lover, your thoughts scare me half to death
    And of course the mindset is that we never met.
    A bed of leaves, a house of lime
    A clock silenced for the hundredth time.

    Inside, outside, it doesn't matter
    Front side, left side, drunken mad-hatter, brings
    Tea for two, not me and you
    but you and him, stop, start and begin.

    A box for you. It's glory is lost with a point.
    Undoubtedly so. I've never been happy.
    The season marks the words we speak.
    Spoken for reason. We're building machines
    Artificial heart, artificial heart, Love without truth.
    Loveliness, inside of you.
    Released too soon.
    But not me & you.
    It's arms and legs for hands and feet
    It's the places we go (Or where we meet)
    So I'll wait it out. Go home.
    Listen closely, die eventually
    Dance slowly, kiss intentionally.
    Brave a toast, live life happily.
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    I don't quite understand
    The thoughts inside your head.
    But I feel good about them.
    I need not, to meet them.
    I can't begin again.
    There's a story half-written
    In the pages i've burned
    from the things i've learned.

    Tragic ending, lost at ease
    Finding men in the times you seek.
    Sparring none but seventeen
    Fragile soul, torn at the seems
    It's the ghost of all I mean
    Simple words verse football teams
    It's the ghost of all I've seen.
    Bloodshot eyes and counting sheep.
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    My eyes, once a sleeper lies.
    Crept in the night
    And just when I think. My body decompresses.
    I run around to hide
    as long as we walk through town, I'll say..
    "I love this."
    Somethings I don't miss.
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    If the sun ceased to shine, could I still call you mine?
    A mile down the road?
    Well, If the wind ceased to blow, If I found my way home...
    Would you ever know?
    That I loved you so...
    I love you so...

    The way your eyes look upon mine with sunny skies
    It's the way your voice rings when I accidentally kiss you on the eye.
    It's the sudden movements in our chest when we stay close
    It's the way you make my heart explode...
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