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~ 2 of my favori l’amour poems ~

WHEN toi ARE OLD
by William Butler Yeats

When toi are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding par the fire, take down this book
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with l’amour false ou true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;


And bending down beside the glowing bars murmur, a little sadly, how l’amour fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead and hid his face among a crowd of stars.

LOVESONG par Ted...
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posted by bettyboop1996
why did toi cheat on me?
why did I deserve that?
I loved toi so much, I still do,
and if toi asked for me back,
I would probably come.

that's because I l’amour you,
and you've got a hold on me,
why did I have to see you,
with another girl in your arms,
your a cheat that's all I can say!!

I loved toi and toi just threw it away,
but that's it im done with toi now,
im not trying anymore,
I could of been the best thing toi ever had,
toi don't know what toi have got until toi loose it,
your a cheat and that's all I can say,
now its time for me to go my own way.
Though your mischievous eyebrows
Give toi a singular air,
Not that of an angel,
Sorceress with Siren's eyes,

I adore you, my madcap,
My ineffable passion!
With the pious devotion
Of a priest for his idol.

Your stiff tresses are scented
With the desert and forest,
Your head assumes the poses
Of the enigma and key.

Perfume lingers about your flesh
Like incense about a censer,
You charm like the evening,
Tenebrous, passionate nymph.

Ah! the most potent philtres
Are weaker than your languor,
And toi know the caresses
That make the dead live again !

Your haunches are enamored
Of your back and your bosom
And toi delight...
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posted by chattycatty
sorry for hateing you
sorry for everything

wish i could retrace my steps that day
now your gone moved away
i wish i could stand face to face with you

and say sorry for hurting toi sorry for everything ive done
i hope your not dead i hope your alive if toi are hear lire this my friend im sorry so sorry

i understand my friend if toi will not forgive me i chose to be mad at toi when toi tried to apolagize
just know this Friends are forever

i will keep toi in my head if i forget ill still have toi in my heart
and hopefully toi will keep me in yours now your gone toi wont see me but toi have raised me up higher than the mountains

youve raised me up to plus then i can be
i was strong when i was on your sholders
i am sorry carolyn kellar for what has happend
posted by ThornedRose
I déplacer a hundred steps
to fix my pace
but all your love
inflicts my grace
falling
running
trying to get clean
but the confort
your love
it captures me

I déplacer behind the lines
to hide from the new
to hide from from addiction
to hide from you
falling
running
trying to hide
but the meledy
the sound
it drags me back

I déplacer between the beats
to cover my sins
but everytime your near me
The bottle of gin slowly didapears
falling
falling
sweeter than life
your l’amour is a drug
your l’amour is my high
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As life flutters par on Angel's wings

The wind whips my hair as I ride through the desolite night sky

My cœur, coeur leaps with joy, and drowns wih sorrow

I'm falling down... farther into the abyss

I grab on to a passing Angel's wings
It's my Angel

I stil fall
Unable to let go of My Angel

My Angel, He's broken
Drowning his sorrows in pain
His pain in sorrows

He has seen this unperfect world
Wanting to fix it, trying to fix it

It crushed his soul, broke his spirit
I have seen this world as he has seen it

It broke me too

And we plumet together
Streatched to our braking points

As life fluters par on Angel's wings
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posted by juicyjossy9
Walt
Whitman



I have perceiv’d that to be
With those i like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest
At evening is enough,
To be surrounded par beautiful,
Curious, breathing,
Laughing flesh is enough…

I do not ask any plus delight,
I swim in it as in a sea.
There is something in staying close
To men and women and looking on them,
And in the contact and odor of them,
That pleases the soul well,

All things please the soul,
But these please the soul well.

* * * * * * *

Live high, live mighty, live righteously, taking it easy [Jason Mraz]
Smile wider, look closer, and think broader [Blend Apparel]
--- LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9
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posted by irena83
The black rose
describes him best.
Dark,
just like his world is.
Dark,
just like his eyes.
And yet,
toi should take a good look
before toi touch it.

toi may be hurt
if toi don’t watch closely.
Rose is so gentle,
isn’t it?
So be careful,
toi might be hurt.

Careful what toi wish,
think twice first.
The petals are so soft
and sensitive,
toi should know what
you’re indulge.

The black rose is apart,
she’s unique,
just like he is...
Nobody can see
the world he created.

He’s fearless,
but he feels.
He’s cold,
but he listens.
He’s mysterious,
but caring.
He understands,
but no longer cares.
He’s empty,
but awake.
He’s lonely,
but he knows...

Without a goal
toi don’t live,
toi just watch
your life fading,
without l’amour
you’re so empty,
without understanding,
you’re still there,
in the world of your own.
posted by sawfan13
Raised par wild animals
People just never quite understand
He maybe different
But he saved me from a lion.
He is not a savage
He's sweet and curious about the human world
As I wonder,"Does he l’amour me? Does he know what l’amour is?"
My Friends and ex-fiance' just can't see
What a wonderful man he is.
Brave, strong, and kind
Also, very attractive!
The jungle so beautiful and free
As he swings on vines, holding me
His loud, Victorious yell
As he yells after fighting a mean animal
ou just proud of his jungle.
His muscular, warm, tan skin
Feels so smooth and beautiful
Against my head, as I listen to his heartbeat.
His amber eyes stare into mine
As I touch his shaggy, shoulder length black hair
If he ever gets hurt
I help him doctor his wounds.
We dream of each other, as we both fall into a slumber, as the sun starts to set slowly.
posted by sawfan13
Poem About Criss Angel:

Your illusions make me nervous sometimes
Dangerous emotions in your soul
toi always push the envelope
Very dangerous and attractive
toi have never scared me
Wee little girls scream in fear when toi remove quarters from your arm using a knife, ou cutting yourself in half
I don't scream
I marvel in the beauty
I know toi will survive
I can tell in your hypnotizing amber eyes
Beautiful inside and out
Children look up to you
You're generosity towards the less fortunate are so sweet
Your imagination is wild and amazing
toi amaze me
I hate that others can't see
What a great person toi really are
I know how toi feel
I am too very dark and mysterious
So everyday I feel Rebelle and creative
Because toi inspire me
Shelby Gray
Essay #3
1/23/13
    Darkness creeps it's way into everyone's mind at a certain point in thier lives. It
worms into the mind without a sound and slowly, over time, grasps at the cœur, coeur until,
from the very depths of the dark underworld, it completely ensnares it. Edgar Allen Poe,
an eighteenth centry poet and writer of short stories , displayed many signs of that very
same darkness. The encounters in his mind were often of lingering evil, life after death,
torture, and other unspeakable horrors. One piece of this madman's work, in paticular,
caught the attention...
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