

Gespielt, Part VAfter seeing that violence, I became someone else. I puked in silence. I was with no one else. I purged my belief Of a world of kind people. The burn in my throat came as a relief. People are people. Humans make mistakes. Humans hurt humans, animals and the world. They do these things to take breaks From the world. Sometimes people do not act nice. Selfishness is sometimes better than being nice.Gespielt, Part V
Let me be clear. The kind of selfishness I mean People wear When they do their scene. Shakespeare wrote life is a play Where we a


Gespielt, Part IVThe attackers made Gespielt block to survive. I stood there like a statue as they worked him Past exhaustion to where only will can live. Gespielts sensei jumped next to him. Student and teacher now fended-off A class full of fury. They could only scoff- At their sensei, a defender of the Bushido way. For in dropping his gaurd, Gespielt could have taken his senseis life, But in only pushing this ward, Gespielts sensei could also protect Gespielts life. So student and teacher struck-back against attackers blind To a lesson everyone should keepGespielt, Part IV


Gespielt, Part IIIWe walked into town Without saying a word to each other. I felt like a clown Or maybe an otter. I, a farmer, Crept near a warrior Whose aura showed his spirit of a fighter Next to mine of a door. He followed all movement near us, And I copied him as best I could. Still his gaze protected us More than my fear ever would. What did he plan to do? I wondered. Into a dojo we entered.Gespielt, Part III
Gespielt bowed to attendants, So I copied him again. Like Gespielt, their actions Spoke of my entrance into a wolf den. Gespielt walked by them Wit


DisciplineFocus. Cut the jargon. Comprehend your strengths and weaknesses. Take your position. Find your center. Maintain balance. Be defender and attacker. Take your stance. Be yourself. Do what does not hurt you. Comfort and confront yourself. Do what strengthens you. Do all of these things, And you will gain your wings.Discipline


To My BlueDue to you No More am I blue and though I may question what you have mentioned I know your heart is true Please forgive my hesitance For you have made my heart residence and in time will you be mine to love and live and share and give For you I will abandon fear Because I love you too, my dearTo My Blue


Just Believe?my romantic heart can't take please just make it or break it this might all just be chance stars collide you and i cosmos crash and thrash i dream and my heart schemes to keep itself intact one more act talking to you is so easy to do and yet you are too kind a sign a sign re-align peace of mind yourse and mine chitter chat truths behold and stories unfold and my poor heart yearns and burns your thoughts are mysteries that i can't dare to dream to seeJust Believe?
what if this what if that such riff raff i'm going to crack &


Hope the proper poemHopeHope the proper poem
Hope is the thing inside that never lets you give up. Hope is the angels gently holding you in their wings. Hope is the heart and soul crying out for another chance. Hope is the good things that come unexpectedly into your life. Hope is the morning after that’s better than the day before. Hope is that person you meet that says just what you need to hear. Hope is the people who surround you when you’re ill. Hope is like them for they never leave you alone. Hope is the answered prayer that comes just when need it the most. Hope is the one that captures your heart
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Nothing really dies as long as its not forgotten~~
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I LOVE ME!!!! HAHAAHAHHHA MUWHAHAHAHAH!!!
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Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising everytime we fall
~ Confucius
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just to clarify, I make buckets of love
hot frothy creamy love
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Halabalooza says:
lulz professor utonium
Halabalooza says:
you sexy thing
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