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sweet rose:

such a delicate flower,
simply needs warmth and love to grow
once a seed now a tower.

your beauty is, the sea, silent but visible
your grace is that of a butterfly, swift and smooth.

even candy sweet as thee,
doesn't melt for me
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man and wife:

the simple sun rise comes but once a day,
the crimson horizon burns, from ray to ray.

the moon sings a songs of love and waits for her man,
heart a flutter, with a rose in each hand.

as she waits for her knight,
her gallivant knight to return from the fight.

as the sun dances around the horizon with the moon.
the earth starts to awaken, the birds sing their tune.

the moon is the sun's wife, and the sun is the moon's husband.
they dance from dusk to dawn, all across the globe.
a love old as time it self, the faceless old couple.
a dance of emotion, a song of love.
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clouds

light as a feather, strong as steel.
colorful as a rainbow, soft to the feel.

many shapes and sizes, all different and the same.
the inner beast of me is very tame.

he floats upon his wings, and visits his dead friends.
his heart never heals, never mends the the trends
trends of loss and hatred, but he rises up on his wings,
he forgets all his problems when he sits with the old kings.

he says "see you tomarrow grandpa" and walks out happy
his grandfather kisses his head and see you around.
the little boy becomes a man, so less sappy.
now the man lays in a large mound.
a mound of sadness, as he carries his grandfather to the land of clouds.
he cries as he buries his grand father, says "i'll see you soon grand dad"
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friends:

we grew up far apart, but we grew together,
we where like two birds of one feather.
we became each others best friends.

you meanded my broken heart many a time,
you and i where the paint on a mime.
you couldn't have the one with out the other.

we never changed much, hell if we cared
as long as we had each others friendship we where fine.
we never fought, never went to blows.

we were inseperalble, until that day.
moving day came for me and we said out good byes.
i didn't think we would never see each other again.

why did you do it man? i wish i knew.
why did you jump from that bridge? did you want to prove something?
i miss my little brother man, i miss you.
nick you where always like a brother to me man.
through thick and thin, we never fought.