

storys of teh windscrambled thoughts enter and exit my mind as lighting, "i love you" "i dont" the soft mumbles in my ear the wind tells storys , as i wish they are true i listen to them, tears may fall, smiles may be shown, truth may be wished, but it will never come, the wind gets mad at this thought swirls around my head, wraping around my thoughts, like a snake on the hunt. sqaushing what ever doubt i had abou thte storys of the wind they want me to believe them, cause they know it will make me happystorys of teh wind


Sincerely,Your Undecided colorsitting, waiting, there is no comfort in waiting here for you, sitting means thinking, thinking means you, you means forgotten. i am ur forgotten, will you ever remeber? can the forgotten be remembered? will i sit here for a lifetime and wait for my thousand mile journey with you and not take one step, will i forever be the undecided color, cause i need a home , a colorful home. one color is all i ask for, one color and i will be yours, as long is you dont leave agian, taking all the color with you, leaving my world to black and white no beauty, &nSincerely,Your Undecided color


trees of dreamswalking past a house with abandoned dreams, she hears the trees screaming, yelling, begging for someone to come to there side. they will die soon , they are trees of dreams and all the dreams are gonetrees of dreams


little drops of faithas the rain pours down upon me, i look up at the sky, feeling the little miracles it is droping on the earth. as they hit my head, and drip down into my mouth, i taste the faith that was put in them. i feel the earth as it gets a bath, the bath of a life time. Bringing child out of there homes, to play with these little miracles one by one the children get hit by the drops. as there smile gets bigger and bigger faith is flowing into them. washing all there worries away, dragging there fears out of there head, and on to the street to get washed away.little drops of faith


Poem 65Tell the world about me tonight Amaze them with my love to live, with this life to love Its an expense when you dont know how to Waste your time, but theres no prerequisite A try for anything is all its worthPoem 65
We sit around as if waiting for a manual Anything, a perfectly informative brochure Take this path, try this, wrong exit
Look for a map and be prepared to get lost in one
All my life Ive thought that I had to wait for something For forever, for someone to tell me Im real For a philosophy, a lifestyle to fit in
Right in Bed
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