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Unclear Anticipating through the early skies, Wandering what day you will arrive, The day I'll be one step closer to you, You are pure, you are beautiful, and you are the Ying to my Yang. Forgiving of my flaws, But above all change is a word you use to excel my persona, I just needed time to say these words to you. -Jonathan Exantus

White Liar Whether hope is gone I'll never know, Heavily speaking to not willing show Who I am to you like a villain in a mask, Caught up with ones self image:disgrace. Evidently, my drive is erasing, no contact, and is the sign is clear? I'll never know. Therefore I disappear, any trace of myself to you. One fact is not certain: I'm poison to?        

          Sitting on a Tree        Little Miss Moody Moe,       Had her zippers all shuted & closed,       She let Peter loosen her up,       And now its out to show...       that she can't get enough,       Until one night she had a fuss,       And said,"Enough is Enough, I changed too much"       While sitting on a tree, she yelled and screamed       And said I'm going to focus on my dream.

    The... Bitter... Pill...   Can't You understand what You did to me?   Relied on her, like the Beats from my Heart,   Annoyed with myself....   Zoom!Boom!this bitter pill crashing down to my existence,   You Cause the worse feeling to come out to me: Hate.    

Truly Define.   The Elements Of writing is simply, personally me.   Expressing my vital existence to world is naturally I,    LIke a thief in the night, it robbed my life for    The better in order proclaim my statement.    Collective as a shipment of colthes,    Using each and every word shows    Different highs & lows of me.    Allow one to speak, you can visually see    What is an illusion than true.

        What I am to You.    I have always been what I am: different.  Always been the one to be your main target,  Your amusement,your relieve from pain, but why?...   All these years  I have concealed and crack open my tears,    I'll never know why my fears inhibted my life,    Well no more I will feel as helpless like a cat in a tree,    From now on, I will stay as free as how I want to be,    I am now taking an extend hoilday and be free,   I am free, Free to be be what I be: diffrent and strong.  

   Beauty is such sweet Sorrow         Beauty; The one that she posseses,    the one that allows her to love no ones else     in her life and permitted her to open up,     Insanity; a curse  that makes me want to heal her,     Her insecurity is as dark as her own shadow,     BUt cant I preveil?     Sad to say that I failed.....   

     Acrostic I. Skinny skin smartly place in ones body, Makes this intelligent man sauve, Open your clear mind to my obession, Outside there Iam  man  with an confession. Take thee own heart to have a for its own, Havent you see my manner is hard to loan?                     

Moving, seething, writhing, screaming. Twisting, turning, crying, burning. Silent, still, dying, ill. Haven't you already had your fill? Watching me squirm within my own misery, Watching me moan in my own pleasure. Your eyes, piercing, relentlessly seeing, Violation without any measure. Go ahead. Watch. Watch me burn. Watch me blacken, my skin crack. When I'm finished, you'll walk away. Without so much as a glance back.

Words Empty words are all I hear. Lies upon lies are what they are. Cold words cut me deeply. Lasting pain that never seems to fade. Accusing words let guilt destroy me. Till everything is my fault. All these words do so much damage, but no one knows... and no one cares. Cold I feel so little sympathy, for the poor cursed strangers I meet. I care little for the world and it's views, defying them all for no reason then I can. I have no passion, I have no drive... I simply live the life handed to me. Because I'm cold. People avoid looking me in the eye, my frosty gaze unsettles them. My emotions seem to be non-exsita