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Drip, drop, drip, drop

The rain creeps in with the

Pitter-patter of tiny cat's feet

Filling the gutters, the potholes,

And the storm drains

With the tears of God himself.

And here we are,

But a raindrop

On the endless sidewalk that is life

Its up to you to decide:

How big of a splash are you going to make?

I believe in the little things in life

Like how a smile or a glance to a stranger can change their day or their entire life

And in the holding dear of the silly little things that mean the world to you but would never seem significant to anyone else

Or when people give others real compliments like, “you look great everyday” not just today

And how random little ideas can turn into big dreams

And inspiring others not tearing other people down with negativity can make the world a better place for everyone

And apologizing even when its not your fault

I believe in these simple yet complex things.

What do you believe in?

When man created metallurgy

He then created the Holy Trinity:

Coin, crown, and sword,

To which he has been enslaved

For the last two millennia.

Your past is your armour

and I think the more you get battered in life,

the less you are protected in the future,

except when you ask anyone,

they always tell you the opposite.

I still haven’t figured out

how you can go to war

wearing armour that exposes

your weakest points

to your greatest enemies

and expect to come out

the victor.

Sit down kiddo

Listen, kid.

You go to school

9 months out of the year,

but sit down with me kiddo

and you’ll learn more

than those boring teachers

could ever dream to teach you.

Life isn’t about the grades,

your GPA,

credit hours,

Homecoming Court,

Prom King.

No kid,

life is about people.

The girl you should’ve

taken to the dance.

Instead she danced

in the shadows

alone.

Life is about the people

you leave behind,

the friends you lose,

the diems you don’t really carpe.

Those are the moments

you will remember

when you are my age,

when you take my place,

and pass on my message

that will, in time,

become your own.

It has been awhile...

I am back! I have been gone for a time trying to develop a different style not like anything that I have posted in the past. I will be uploading on a daily basis for the foreseeable future. My new style is still a bit raw and that’s really what I am going for. We will see how it goes!

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I.VIII.MMXVIII

Fairest and there you were. Your Substance is still in my heart.

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XII.VII.MMVII

Such thorns did give me, The strength to fake my sin. They -- in your graces.

XXII.VI.MMVII

Your own there; my heart, Seeming; Devouring time, as Thou desire is the

Blackest of nights. The soul, my loud Crying stills. Cuts me from where you were.

XII.V.MMVII

And so blessed-fair That with all of you in your sweetness was: And a beauteous day dawned.

XII.IV.MMVII

My enfeebled mind’s Own worth, nor it that then tender'd, Me, to win much more, Than Death's conquest and by thee, Being bent to tenderness.

XII.III.MMXVII

The sun and put fair, take that beauty indirectly Seek, which now sees a wretch's knife, thou thy breast - as the self-same sky in thee California's Annenberg - a widow's eye awake: a Frown on the gilded tomb, for most proud compare Them, say you with all, and broils root. My deserving, And I come, and this line, to hideous winter, Nor need conscientiously in me subscribes, And times happier, and put fair friend, mine eye Awake: not just think you as I always Write the dead seeming in my heavenly Art made. This, ten times happier, from limits Far worse than that life, that thee thy worth gives Life hath benefiting dead unappreciated.