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Deep Drops Falling From The Sky
Such Amazing Diamonds Shining Bright
From A Dark Cloud Writs Goodbye
Opens A Crack In The Dark To See Light
Goes Far Beyond Life And Thousand Of Lies
The Light Collids With Darkness In Such A Fight
The Battle Begins, Then The Battle Cries
There Is No Line Between The Wrong And Right
It's A Promise I Gave You Till I Die
I'll Keep It Till My Heart Sees The Darkest Night
Till I Stop Asking The Same Question -Why?-
Till The Last Breath To Lose My Might
To Meet Your Face With My Closed Eyes
When My Spirit Holds My Body Tight
But He Hears The Words He Should Fly
Losing Weight, To Look Around From Hight

Babe The Whole Life With You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost It For Another One To See Your Eyes
Babe The Whole Life Before You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost My Soul When You Killed Me With Your Knife

The First Part Of The Picture From Your Humour
Babe, I'm Bleeding So Hard, And I Will Be Gone Sooner
Acting Out Fights Every Second With Your Lover
The Second Part Of The Picture, Is A Mockery
A Pause For The Relation To Cheat With An Uber
Sorry Words Won't Heal, And This Situation Is Over
But Make Sure After Death Everything Will Be Smoother
Your Angel Face Was The Best Cover For A ******
But I Will Always Love You On This World Or Another
Even If I Was Still In The Womb Of My Mother
No Choice For Me If The Heart Choosed His Slaughter
You Are Just Like A Drug, And I'm The Consumer

Babe The Whole Life With You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost It For Another One To See Your Eyes
Babe The Whole Life Before You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost My Soul When You Killed Me With Your Knife

Such A Dark Sky Covers The World Hard To Hit
The Storm Blows The Air For The 1st Time To Speak
While The Thunder Is Just Another Element To Fit
Falling In Hell, On My Eyes All Gone Bleak
Stone Cold Heart As Harsh Ice While Fire Lit
To Dissolve In Seven Days To Make The Week
There Is No Chance To Fight Or Try To Resist
It's Just A Poison, Was Made Well To Be My Drink

Babe The Whole Life With You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost It For Another One To See Your Eyes
Babe The Whole Life Before You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost My Soul When You Killed Me With Your Knife

Author/ Aladdin Aures HAMDI
Broken Heart Sad Love
 May 9 Sherri Woodman
Abby
when the sun goes down
behind the trees
and locks her shutters tight

the moon comes out
with silver keys
to open up the night
The girl in the mirror
Is a liar
Even with the people she trusts
She lies
Even in the place she’s most bare
She lies
Even when its just us
She lies

And I’m too tired to figure out the truth
Or put anything I feel into words
 May 9 Sherri Woodman
Eve
lonely island of the atlantic
your glistening waves carry bottled words
left by old romantics,
traveling earth
yes the lonely island of the romantics

on your sandy dunes and
bright lit moon’s shine
i need you so bad
would you let me in
a new resident,
a lady gone mad

lonely island of the atlantic
your glistening waves carry bottled words
left by old romantics
traveling earth
yes the lonely island of the romantics

your palmy trees greet me
by your imperfect breeze
oh please let me in, let me in
i’m begging on my knees!

lonely island of the atlantic
glistening waves carry my bottled words
left by me, your romantic,
traveling your earth
yes the lonely island of the atlantic

lonely island of the dramatic
lonely island of the romantics
these are my bottled words
I am wilted. I am weary.
I am weathered. I am worn.
I am stuffed with seeping sadness, and stewed in sticky, seething scorn.

I am deflated. Thoughts debunked.
And I am drowned in desperate dread.  
When I soak my roots in water, I find it dries them out instead.

I am wilted. I am weary.
I am wilted. I am worn.
This has many versions. This is the pillar.
I was once curiously asked:
"Why write poetry?
Does it pay the bills?"

I replied with a smile:
"It does far more than that -
it heals."
I fell for a poet
An expert with his words
By night a whisper,
By day unheard

I fell for a poet
A hazy, giggly dream
A little boy in a teenager's body
A life ripped at the seams

I fell for a poet
Who's writing love poems I'll never read
For someone else in his life,
Anyone but me.

I fell for a poet
So I'll wait, quiet as the sea
For this feeling to fade
Or for him to fall for me
Her head on my chest
Softly she rests 
In the aftermath of loving.

This is the part 
The thing that touches my heart. 

I kiss her forehead
and run my fingers through her hair.

Listening to her sleeping
Lost in the feeling.

This is what love is, 
This is believing,
Conceiving something better,
I can't begin too.

Sleep peacefully My Love.
Spent the weekend at the beach with my girlfriend
she fell asleep with her head on my chest.
I wrote this in my mind while she was sleeping.
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