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The tightness
in my throat
As she walks through the door
Her hair fills the room
My breath phrases falter
For I cannot seem to alter
The fear
The anxiety
the panic
the frustration
Might as well give up
No point in trying
This is the end
Of the singer in me.

Spring

The little snippets
Of green
Poke their heads
Above the brown
As if they
Are sneaking a peak
At the world
Before Spring
Innocent
Young
Little things
How terrible
The world must seem
But still
Without fail
You hope
That each spring
The world will be
A happy place.

Mortality

Frailness keeps
Us tangled here
And fear shall keep
Our lost breathe's unknown
In the shadows of the land
The wind shall call
The birds will twitter
The critters bicker
Safe under the pines
We shall remain
As our bodies melt away
In effortless decay

Ghost

Sweeping softly on the plains
I turn my head
With deep regret
To face the window there
And in the darkness
Of the setting stars
I feel the call
Upon my back
On I march
And still so near
The voice I no longer wish to hear
At the visage I stare
And she stares back at me
And though with the sun
She fades away
I can feel her eyes on mine
And the farther I tread
Be it fast or slow
She always catches up to me

The Depressing Couplet Poem

Hatred pours
for i find myself a bore
A wallowing mass
of blubber and gas
Which sets me to thinking
Hollow thoughts unending
Swallow me completely
But yet so discretely
That the world remains
And in fact attains
A separate air
And views my mind as fair
No one sees me slip
And take that fatal dip
Then the thoughts shall stop
And jaws shall drop
For their mortality shall stare
A glance they cannot bare
So after a few tears
They quench their fears
Shut the memory behind a door
And think of her no more

=(

I don't have the energy to write
My eyelids droop
Cheeks still stained with tears
Why haven't I conquered this
After all these years
I wish I could remember when
When I didn't sink this low
But though the price I pay
Is high
The psychosis still seems to grow
And instead of settling
Gently into my lovers arms
I cry and shout and burn with pain
For all I want is peace and acceptance
It is here at hand,
But at the last minute
I self-consicously turn away.

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And while I sat here moping I just horribly let my French partner down and she did all of a project (short project a skit that we had all but finished other than three lines in class, but still I feel horrible... er...

friendship

There is something funny
About the setting sun
The way it glows
And goes
There is something funny
In your smile
Crooked, your grey eyes
Have something to hide
Dance my friend dance
into the setting sun
Don't let them break you down
The world may fall
But we'll still be
And between us
We'll have a song and dance.
As much as our minds
Break us down
It'll still be our song and dance
That makes the sun rise again.