Another week, another meaningless chunk taken out of my life. The week was boring. All i did was think about Candace, not that i mind thinking about her, but that's all i could do. We talked a few nights and all but it's no substitute for having her in my arms. The weekend was a bit on the dull side. Not much going on except the fact that i quit crew so my grades wouldn't suffer. Now i need to find something else to do while in High School for my remaining 1 and some fraction of a year. I wrote a new poem though so I thought i might as well put it here.
Passionate play,
Two lovers lay,
A Gentle Kiss,
Strokes their Lips,
Burning Love,
That always Shines,
Upon Silver Wings,
Soar Above,
Above the Hopes,
Created,
In that Gentle Stroke.
Lemme know what you think seeing as how I am rather bored.
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And as my cheeks ran with cold tears, I noticed that they were not all my own. Rain fell from the dark clouds overhead, hitting my face.
At that moment, I realized something:
"Even the heavens weep for the dead."
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At that moment, I realized something:
"Even the heavens weep for the dead."
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