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If I loved you anymore,
my heart would swell
and turn into a circle.

And judging by the way
you make me feel,
it's only a matter of time,
and I really don't mind.
Can't take full credit for this one, but I just couldn't resist sharing.
My heart is a circle, because of a special someone.
I have no riches
to win your heart,
No power
to make you mine.

All I have
are my words .
With them, I will build
a love bridge .

There,
one day,
someday,
our hearts will meet.


Hopefully.
 Apr 4 Soulless
Jn
Black,
A color made for her,
As it touches her skin,
She completes it.

It secretly loves her,
Just like the way I do too,
We are both entranced by her,
In a way we won't let go.

It fits her unique skin tone,
like the rain and a nap,
But in essence,
She's the rain.

A tone made for her,
A shade some say,
An absence others proclaim.
But in all she completes it.
By:Jn
Headache
earache
maybe some
beer intake
will cure me

She says as She often does
when push comes to shove
don't be standing on the edge
of a cliff.

I am so lucky to have such
an advisor
and
She's just given me a ticket
to visit
Beachy Head.
Old enough
to be your
Grandfather

Young enough
to be your
Friend

Wise enough
to see your
Greatness

Where time
and tide
— depend

(University City: April, 2025)
His body was so robustly built
Colossal and formidable
Glistening and unyielding
All spellbindingly toothsome
And exquisitely tattooed

Golden-toned, sultry, and charming
Confident, magnificent, and immensely dreamy
Transcendentally impressive
Uniquely manlicious
His shimmering existence
Beyond comprehension

In his arms, I found myself
Surrendering to him
Melting in his enchanting world
Of seamless tenderness

Pleasing thoughts of him
Surfaced my mind’s frame
Setting me aflame
Making me so mad high
I admired his game-changing frame
So outstandingly inviting
So rivetingly enticing

He took control of my emotions
Had me floating on air
Cherishing everything
About his magnetically fervent presence
 Apr 4 Soulless
and nada
An ankle? My, what a tragic turn of fate–
apparent flaring, perfect for the date.
Amazing! Striking so near the frame,
just when the vibe started feeling plain.

Guess it comes natural–
lying without a try.
Excuses come easy for those playing sly.
Thought we had love; I guess that explains:
meaningless texts stay stuck on the brain.

Crippling commitment–still almost combined.
Try to keep fakers from manipulating my bind.
So stay in your lane; fake love, keep your pride.
I’ll limp away, just letting you slide.
Should i explain?
 Apr 4 Soulless
Kaiden
See through their souls
And the things they like,
Write like they want to read it.
The writing style that according to them
Shall be successful.
Make it more simple,
More complex,
Whatever they like,
Make it realistic,
Or dreamy,
Happy
Or sad.
Tell a story
They would tell themselves.
I go to this writing contest every year since 5th grade, i got the 2nd place 3 times and 1st place once. The only time i didn't get anything was in 6th grade, when i wrote how i liked it. Trust me, on those you won't get far, you have to write how they like it. But it's also very important to write how YOU like it, otherwise it becomes another task.
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