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 Mar 2016 Jake muler
GaryFairy
Fickle feelings fuel your mind
Leaving you in a state of confusion
Inside you find your heart is blind
Perpetuating another conclusion

Feelings change once again
Leaning toward a different selection
Ongoing turnabout without end
Perpetuating a loss of direction
I can think of quite a few people who this relates to. From now on I will be glad to be rid of them...for good.
i.

Mine forefinger is tapping the olden transelic piano Key's,
The room Grecian white, with an oriental shorite; her voice
Is soft, her halo's aloft the lid of mine musical box. As tis I playeth "Unchained Melody"'by the Righteous Brothers, ourn pupil's art jubilant; soulmates igniting together.       Brandon! Brandon!

ii.

She calleth out mine name.
The aria gets louder,
The habitation wherein we liveth,
Smileth upon us;
As affections groweth fonder.

iii.

Ourn flesh wrapped like nests,
Of a bird's home in wonder.
Gazing up into the the hereafter,
One day happiness there we to shalt
Conquer.

iv.

As mine angelic host
Lift's me up to the celestial yonder;
I heareth her feather's flapping with the cherub's,
Ourn amour splitting sky's, as lightning with the thunder.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( agapi mou) dedication
Transelic- is a word I created like I always like to do. This word means ( transparent and angelic) or transparently angelic.
Grecian- anything to do with Greece.
Shorite- word I made up means ( a shining light so beautiful, It can bring anyone to tears.)
Aloft means- overhead.
Aria means+ a long, accompanied song for a solo voice, typically one in an opera or oratorio.....
Wherein- means in which.
Hereafter- life after death. ( looking forward to heaven together, as being here together.. )
 Mar 2016 Jake muler
Torin
chemicals
 Mar 2016 Jake muler
Torin
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C     those were
               honest laughs    H
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seratonoin
have a dose of dopamine
    let me
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I want to do

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I want you to know that I try so to show
Everyone that I love just what they mean to me
Whether I say it often
Or seldom at times
My words are sincere, and I mean every one
Sometimes I worry
Sometimes I fear
That I say it so often, sometimes it may seem
That my words have less meaning
Or more than they should
And someone may take wrong my words once they're sung
But, I believe credit is due where it's earned
So, you can take this any way that you will...
The moments with you
Whether many or few
Have each one been an honor for me to have shared
Hopefully trust is a thing I have earned
So you'll know there is truth in my words, and no ill
Thank you for being such amazing friends
Each moment with you has been beyond all compare
 Mar 2016 Jake muler
Rapunzoll
we take long drags
of each others skin,
the addiction comes
in phases.
day 1: my lungs sigh, weary,
air does not satisfy,
day 2: we're chasing
lifelines, that are rusted
and in vain
day 5: bad habits are
hard to break, beg, at the
holy altar of our mistakes
day 8: hands desperate,
clammy, unfurl
like belladonna palms.
day 9: i hope your
vocal cords strain, that
the only word you can
bear to say is 'stay'.
day 11: last breaths
muffled in the
graveyard of a kiss.
day 17: darling, i'm
losing track of time
day 28: i'm finding it
a little bit hard to quit.
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