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I am The Flurry of Dancing Flames....

Number VIII

Name's Axel. Don't forget it.



I Support Gay, Lesbian, and Bisexuals.
If you've got a problem with this, I don't give a shit. I'm Bisexual myself.

Homosexuality isn't a disease.


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October

Have you ever felt it?
That tingle down your spine?
A cool wind blowing through the trees,
As you look up at the sky?
Fluffy white clouds slowly hover overhead,
And A hint of a shower soon to come hits the air.

It's coming.

That sigh of the trees as you walk by,
The soft touch of the soon to be browning grass.
The evidence of Fall is coming,
As a lone leaf falls,
The trees epic life will soon fall dormant
As the winter arrives.

Can you feel it?

The wind rushes through the clothing on people's backs,
the thunderstorms crash and collide, lightning sparking down
The rain falling in velumptious thick drops,
and Fall arrives.

It has come.

The leaves fade, turning the brown of a tired long life,
Turning the yellow of a soft chick in spring,
Turning the sunset red of the sun they'll miss.
But they know they'll be back.

The wind says goodbye to them, rushing through thier branches,
And the trees cry darkened Leaves as they fall asleep with the memory of a cool winter's breeze.
The cold swarms in,
Gusting harsh winds devour any leaf in its path,
The sky turns dark, the air's temperature cutting through your lungs,
And you look up,
As a flurry of snow is slowly falling to the ground,
kissing the remaining grey and brown leaves goodbye,
Winter has come, but not for long.

Spring will soon be here.

(Written last year, One of my best poems.)
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The Heart only hurts when it's knowledged about true feelings.
If you care about nothing... Then nothing should care about you.


Desperate isn't an emotion... It's a want or need to be desperate...


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"A Dying Breed"

To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait"
To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful."
To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her.
To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick.
To every guy who has given her flowers just because.
To every guy that said he would die for her.
To every guy that really would.
To every guy that took time to do what she wanted to do.
To every guy that she cried in front of.
To every guy that holds hands with her.
To every guy that kisses her with meaning.
To every guy that hugs her when she's sad.
To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.
To every guy who would give their jacket up for her.
To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.
To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours
just to see her for ten minutes.
To every guy that would give his seat up.
To every guy that just wants to cuddle.
To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful
no matter what.
To every guy who told his secrets to her.
To every guy that tried to show how much he cared
through every word and every breath.
To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.
To every guy that believed in her dreams.
To every guy that would have done anything
so she could achieve them.
To every guy that never laughed at her
when she told him her dreams.
To every guy that walked her to her car.
To every guy that gave his heart.
To every guy who prays that she is happy
even if you are not with her.

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