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Miracle

Miracle

You walk in unafraid,

My heartbeat's trailing you,

Both my eyes are on ya,

My breathing can't be slowed,

I hear you in my head,

Can't wait to see you 'gain.

 

Your'e my miracle,

My lovely miracle,

You shine like the stars above,

Listen to me miracle,

You came from God above,

You've answered all my prayers.

 

You're looking my way,

My mind is always on ya,

Oh boy you drive me crazy,

I see you walking towards me,

Nodding your golden head,

Can't wait to see you 'gain.

 

You're my miracle,

My lovely miracle,

You shine like the stars above,

Listen to me miracle,

You came from God above,

You've answered all my prayers.

 

Miracle, my lovely miracle,

Miracle, my lovely miracle,

There are,

Stars in my eyes,

There are,

Words that aren't spoken,

They're are,

Notes that speak my heart.

 

You're my miracle,

My lovely miracle,

You shine like the stars above,

Listen to me miracle,

You came from God above,

You've answered all my prayers.

 

You speak my name,

Your words are always true,

Both your eyes are on me,

My heart is beat, beat, beating,

Your words heat my veins,

Can't wait to see you 'gain.

 

Your'e my miracle,

My lovely miracle,

Can't wait to see you 'gain.

Your'e my miracle,

My lovely miracle,

Can't wait to see you 'gain.

 

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Supposed to be a song, it's one of my personnel favorites.

The Hole Within

The Hole Within

 

 

 

“Have a good great day Mr. King” -  said the doorman as he held open the big crystal doors that led to the street just outside of the big fancy apartment complex that this was. “Thank you Noah, I will” – said Mr. King as he looked at his Omega watch and began walking as usual, to his office on downtown New York. Not long from his apartment complex, a couple of blocks away, there lived a hobo which he mockingly called “Muffin” for his soft voice, every day he passed by and Muffin stretched his and out asking for money. Muffin lived in a big container, enough to fit a bunch of people in it,down a dark alley who he shared with rats and cats, just like many other hobos in New York do.  “ Have some spare change today Mr. King? “ asked Muffin. “No”- answered Mr. King “ But I heard, Muffin, that if you pray to angel that gives everyone else money, we will soon give you some too” said Mr. King barely containing his laugh. “ Really ? “ Said Muffin. “Thank you Mr. King, I will sure pray to that lady so I can have a lot of stuff like you !”. “Don’t pray too loud” – said Mr. King as he walked down the street finally releasing his laugh and entering this fancy building where he had his office, working as CFO of a shipping company that exported precious metals and objects just as valuables.

 

            Over the next couple of days, things were as usual. Mr. King worked on his big office and Muffin was entertained doing his own stuff in his beloved alley. But soon enough things started to get hard for Mr. King at work, he lost his job, his apartment, his expensive suits, his high-end jewelry and finally, his will to move on.  Just as he was walking home from work, for the last time, carrying a big box with all of the stuff he used to mess around with at work, he passed by Muffin`s alley.  “ Why are you looking sad Mr. King? “ asked Muffin. “ I have lost everything, now I have nothing, just like you Muffin” Mr. King said. “ I have everything “ Muffin replied. Just as he said this a moment of silence was created. A kind voice coming from the dark alley, specifically the big container, broke the silence. “ Dinner is ready John” said a woman. “ Ill be right there “ answered Muffin. A kids giggle could be heard coming from inside the container. “ I have everything “ said Muffin again, turning his back against Mr. King and disappearing into the darkness. As Mr. King realized that true happiness comes from within and is formed by the people you love, not by the things you own. He fell flat on the ground, dropping his big box and started to weep, for days one would think.

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love

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Why is it so easy to love but hard to let go

This is the question with an answer we will never know

 

Love is like trust we give so freely

But when broken we dont give as easily

 

Its not like respect in which you have to earn

Because it Can easily be take if somethings done out of term

 

It's like a tattoo, when removed leaves a scar

But the memories of it isn't too far

 

Doesnt mean you look at the memories as pain

Once it is done you appreciate the strength you have gained

 

 

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Love

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Oh the Kindling Kind

To rid this growing heap in my mind.

So I may sleep...pour me a glass of wine.

I'll give you a wink.

That cheshire grin I desperately seek.

A log tossed upon the fire.

A kiss upon thine cheek.

Imagining you here to undo me weak.

Blazing eyes burning through my sweltering mind.

Come back again.

Until next time.

Goodnight alas.

Few embers remain.

Yet I keep warm .

Your thought my thoughts locked wherein.

A mended heart you've sewn.

No longer am I torn.

A day anew. 

A night remembered.

A clever trick.

The mind yet unhindered. 

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To my love JTY <3

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Knives and Why I Hate Tiled Floors

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The end of the road is near, and the cliff into our forever casts a dark shadow that hides the dangerous ground below,

Making us naive to the fact that just a few wrong turns could make us grow,
Apart, hiding the things we sought the most from the very start, 
And throwing our deepest desires down that cliff; off the charts.
 
It's up to us now, to move forward and never look back,
To replenish from all the bumps in the road we've faced and continue our forever race through space,
Just to prove to humanity that true love really does exist,
All because nobody ever thought that they would see a love like this.
 
As an evanescent gleam in your eye sparks the first fire in my imagination, I struggle to find the coals,
But what I didn't realize, that the first place the fire flickered, was in my heart, the one place where things once elementary never grew old,
And I think it's about time that you be told,
That a simple frown, can turn the warm sunshine out cold, no matter how many times I give you my hand to hold.
 
So I think it's time I ask you, because every day I think back to,
All the times I was lost and needed to found; the days before I had you,
Why does just one smile, make my sun shine a little more,
And why can just one frown, make me wind up with a knife in my wrist, begging for mercy from God on the kitchen floor? 
 
So now I have to ask myself, how high do I put that on my shelf?
The smiles and frowns, from the one who restored me back to health,
Isn't it ironic how now, God is giving me things that I never had before,
But they're every single little thing, that I've always been asking for.
 
They say that sometimes, you just have to put yourself in full gear and keep on going,
But that's a bit difficult, if you don't have the slightest clue where you'll end up, and you're driving unknowing,
But isn't it the best feeling, when you learn you don't even have to open the car door,
Because God has already blessed you with everything you sought for, and you could never want any more.
 
The final conflict of this story, is jumping into the cliff, and embracing your pride, or staying back to hide, because you're terrified, and it's scary inside,
But you have to ask yourself, is your love really worth putting aside on the shelf, or does it need to be embraced?
And is the risk worth taking, even if the warm sunshine turns cold, and your head is the only thing shaking, all for the chance of being with the one you love the most, in that one special happy place.
 
You made the storm clouds spread apart, and the preceding rainbow finally made it clear to see,
The true reason I love you, and why I'm so blessed that you're a part of me, 
You led me down my true path of righteousness, when the only direction I was heading was astray,
And you came into my life, and gave it color, fading it from its usual gray, and you showed me how to look forward to tomorrow, without dwelling on the events of today.
 
Forever, our love will continue to stand the tests of time,
Because we are one soul, and one heart, eternally intertwined,
My very last breath, will be used to tell you that I love you,
Because soon after that last contribution to this earth, I will finally become the angel that soars above you.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Forks in the Road- Excerpt

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Why do you do the things you do, because some things can get frustrating, it seems,
But you overcome the frustration, and continue to paint all of your pictures in my mind,  with the brush of your artistic gleam,
And each and every day, you sew my broken heart back together, from the remains of the torn seams,
And you stay by my side, even when I've done nothing to deserve pride, and this is why you're the key player on our team.
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Rhythms and Harmony

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As I melt in the blistering coals of your true inner beauty, my heart fades from warm to hot,
You doubt the shades of your true perfection, color you shall want,  color you need not,
But oh, how I dread the thought of the never ending joy you bring being devoured alive by the last pieces of sanity,
And your evercolorful chroma being forever lost in the helpless hope of humanity.
 
After all that built up in my brain and the pain that seeped through the weak cracks,
Corrupted my rhythm of life, and I wished I could just bring the beat back,
But then I found my true rhythm, and I realized that I didn't even need that,
Because this new rhythm of life filled all the empty gaps, and my old rhythm could never defeat that.
 
The rhythm is steady, and It plays the song of a thousand harmonies,
It protects me when I'm afraid, and gives me the shield of a thousand armories,
It sings to me when I'm scared, just to let me know that someone is there,
And that I'll never be alone again, through the rest of my life within, and it's not going anywhere.
 
My rhythm has a gentle flow, like a snowstorm in a autumn snow, but when does that autumn fall?
It lies in a place deep inside, that once had courage but went back to hide, but after it found its true destiny, it began to confide, and eventually collide,
With itself, because it thought that it was just another dusty record on the shelf, 
So why can't it accept that it was truly rebuilt back to health?
 
Because it was down doesn't mean it was on the ground,
It was just another lost soul in a dark world just waiting to be found,
Now it's sky high, above the high tides, with its eyes on the prize; forever bound,
And to my utmost surprise, after all the lies, my true tale of truth is finally being unwound.
 
I thank God for this glorious day,
Because with you it's perfect in every way,
And it comforts me to know that there will never be any more sorrow,
Because God's gifts of today always overflow into tomorrow.
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Gentle Morning

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The sparkle from the glistening drops of morning dew, 

Is the same sparkle that shines from her beaming eyes of blue,

Two people were once cold and lost, but now, they're found and new, 

And here lies the exact thing that made their love come true.

 

Like a spring flower, each day, their love blossomed and grew, 

Each and every day, she plays such a part in his, now it's his cue.

"You want me to change, even after I said I love you for you; please never do,

You're perfect in every way, so please don't change your tone, saturation, or hue."

 

As he sits there, admiring the flakes of the new fallen snow, 

He thinks about his eternal love for her, and like a stream, it continues its everlasting flow,

"You're here with me, through the bad times and the good, and I never want you to go,

And I love you so much for that, more than you'll ever know."

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