I yell through my eyes.......becuase my tears become my words ......

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    • is walking on a bed of nails... behind fire..infront of me death..stay? or leap away?

    I yell through my eyes.......becuase my tears become my words ......

    A black Pheonix ghost that has entered a dream with no exits.

    Boiling blood...... so that vapor will have have black clouds and red rain.

    let there be light, and let there be you. Giving me a painful lust. You turn my soul into sugar, You make my eyes Sweat.

    You are a predator to my pain......you Kill it.

    You make time stop....'Cause you put my Soul on pause.

    You are a Virgin to Freedom. Stuck in dimensions

    A Ghost trapped in my dreams.

    MY IMMAGINATION  is my PHOTO album  

    I live on a desert of  a burning SUN. . . . I sit and wait for gallons of water.
    But all i really want is just One...... of Your TEAR Drops.

    My heart Turns From BLACK to PInk..........Just like my Death Turns into Life
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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