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This Kiss

Sometimes I dream about the flickering teasing in your voice, Running my hands through your river long hair. The beautiful promises you makes of my heart, The candlelight words we've spoken in between. More than often you've dated me with your love, Shown me beautiful things in my life, And like a fairy tale story, Made me believe in all I want to believe about love. So as you are holding me now, I am tempted to give you just about everything. And so long as you are letting me, It'll have to start with this kiss.

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A fairy tale without lies

When I used to think of you, I'd look at that picture of you with that fairy tale smile, The puffiness underneath your eyes, A smoldering feature beneath the longing pain coloring the background of my mind. So my first impression of you was maybe a bit off, As are my denials, Of our heart connection, And that maybe someday I will find you the one to see in love. People talk about all the things in life to go back to. I only think of you to hold on to. And every touch of your love sends warmth in a way, Where I could almost smell a fairy tale without lies.

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I Love You Because

Sometimes I miss you. Sometimes I really miss you. Other times I am craving for you, And occasionally my heart squeezes longingly so. Should I dream of you, I would want you to dream of me too, To be connected in a way beyond your lovely hands touching my side, And just maybe, that divine little weight upon my skin. I used to look for just a girl with a pretty smile, A beautiful mind and lips that speak sweet things... And I am still looking for this girl every morning, Every time I open my eyes in bed, and reaching out to touch, you.

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Discern

I can take a hint without taking offense, without affecting my sense of self, but it's so hard to tell who is real. -Brian Shuffett July 24th, 2010

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Dissolution

I have found that there are no certainties, nothing that one may truly claim as their own. Torn from my hand was your heart, and you have sought to devour my soul through manifestations that have charred the walls of my mind. -Brian Shuffett July 27th, 2010

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Censure

My forced smile speaks softly of desperation, breaks concentration, and tears down the walls of my silent condemnation. -Brian Shuffett August 8th, 2010

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How To Be Normal

HOW TO SUCCEED AT BEING A NORMAL TEENAGER: (In 15 easy steps!) 1. The first step in becoming a normal, bland, and spineless individual is very simple. Never think. About anything. Ever. If you have a thought, let it go. Let someone else think for you. Thinking is hard. Let someone else do it. Save your little conformist brain cells for something less difficult. 2. Now let's talk about music. You like unique music? Not anymore! You get to listen to the same generic, repetitive sound that everyone else does. You know, that one beat over and over with the words "Yeah", "baby" and "ooh" being repeated. Lucky you! 3. To be normal, you've gotta

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Lovesick Fool

I was not in love Love is for fools I hate the word I haven’t seen you in years And dare I admit, I miss you I’ve downed bottle after bottle, Taken pill after pill, I still can’t sleep I can’t stand waking up Without you here, yet, I still look for you I search everywhere But you are nowhere to be found I think I would rather be dead I never thought you’d leave me alone You still haunt me here I see you everywhere but I can’t ever find you And I don’t know why but I feel like a lovesick fool Without the love

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Too Late

The ceiling above, And walls around. The ground below, And nothing more. But it's far too loud. The room sways And sits. In its center lays a figure, A figure nothing more but A shell of one who has lost its view. It screams and thrashes. Aches and cries. Begs and kills. And bleeds out. But nothing happens. It is just there. Alone Lost And forgotten Forgotten by itself. For who knew him, It destroyed With nothing more But passion. Its life tumbled away, And fell six feet under ground In the body of a pretty redheaded, Green-eyed lamb And who has it to blame? No one but itself. Or rather, the body of him. He who cared so much, He car

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Ich bin

Ich bin, der kommt, ich bin, der geht, ich bin, der immer schon hier war. Ich bin, der wacht, ich bin, der spricht. Ich bin der Hauch vom letzten Jahr. Ich bin die Nacht und bin die Früh. Ich bin der Mond (die Sonne nie). Ich bin das Wort, ich bin das Buch, ich bin, der all die Worte sucht, bin der Fürimmer, bin der Moment und der die Zeit manchmal verpennt. Aber ich bin. Ich bin der, alles, der nirgendwo zu Tod betrübt und liebesfroh. Ich bin, der kommt, ich bin, der geht, ich bin, der immer bei dir war: Ich bin der Wind in deinem Haar.

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A Sudden Flight

Ink-black birds scatter, Writing lines of free verse Across a paper sky.

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Closer

too close to see, you are too close to me, an eclipsing gaze, all arms across us, i wouldn't leave, if i could go but you know this - you knew of love once you want to know again, you try to kiss me, as if drawing love out, and breathing love in, die again and again, you'd rather, than death you've almost known, too close for comfort

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Not For Me, For You

not for me to feel - nothing as far as i can see, nothing close to me, my heart is deeper under, the black wells of forget, tears are the only stars i see, why do stars burn to live dreams are mute walls; sky is lost to a vapor moon - i drift, not forever is a veil i will wear to cover me from the absence of myself; i will hide behind the anonymity of trees, for you to feel left behind

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She Dances With Fire

She dances with fire, a dragon in tow. Twirling with flames; graceful and slow She dances tonight, in a city of ash. Her feet leaving footprints, where the sand will splash. Quietly mourning, as time goes by; Where once she beheld a home in her eyes... Yet naught but the barest of bones remain, And so she dances, to soothe the pain.

Something To Remember: Cover 2

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Published: Apr 11, 2011

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I'm going to make a book of some of my favorite poetry that I've written over the years and this one of the cover designs for it.
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Made by ~chrisfanner
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