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kyle Shirley Aug 2018
A lonesome traveler notices
the break in the sky,
The tear form in the eye.
The dance of joy flutter
Between two lovers
Many travels have taken place
Yet none was more beautiful than her face
He kept her close
in a pocket book
One look
To find home
Saddness creeps
His arms felt weak
Chin held high
He whispered
True love never dies...
kyle Shirley Aug 2018
Women are more attracted to loyalty and compassion, than looks or objects.
That's why they fall in love with cats and dogs not men.
kyle Shirley Aug 2018
She was his saving grace
Her body was Braille
As His fingers traced
He read her so well
She ached her back
Goose bumps under attack
She was under his spell.
The things she could do
Was magic,
This brunette beauty
Made his feelings tragic.
She was broken
And even his fingers
Knew hurt was unspoken...
kyle Shirley Aug 2018
It hits,
That feeling your not good enough.
That she deserves better than you.
Yet,
You still pursue,
Because you know it's worth it.
That if it pans out in the end,
She is this unyielding light
And your beginning.
You could save her.
From her self destructive past,
From all the guys that made that mistake,
From the insecurities, and heartache.
If only she took a chance
Saw you as her savior
Not her keeper.
A lover not a friend.
kyle Shirley Aug 2018
I too am fluent in silence
Come sit next to me
Tell me your violence
Sing your song of misery
I'll sit and listen
Heart aches in my treasury
Trapped in my own prison

Glued to my fear
Lend me your hand
Feel these tears
Stories so grand
Reminisce the wasted years

I'll follow you
To have and to hold
You know it to be true
Hearts made of gold
Alone at last, let's see this through
kyle Shirley Aug 2018
As the random rain drops fall, and seep into the eroded cracks of the earth
Depression falls into my already crippled body withering away my judgement.
My compassion for love.
Yet I hold onto the rain
Unable to move.
Judgement slipping
Please send sunshine.
kyle Shirley Aug 2018
No one can see our Mental scars,
But they are far worse than physical ones
The abuse the past brings
Damgages us for the future.
Laying in bed with crazy
Leaving the toxic atmosphere behind
Finding hope with another
Only then, crazy slips back in
It Drowns your hope
Rapes your future
And tells you
I'm what you need...
And you listen
So no one else can get hurt.
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