James

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Male(s) to Females     Well girls I'll tell ya'll    Findin' the right one ain't been a run in the park    It's had nervousness    And break-ups    And make-ups    And times when we just freeze    Shyness    But all the time i still keep tryin'    And keep flirtin'    And keep chasin' cars    And findin' the one that's not really the girl for me    So girls, don't you dump us hard    Don't you leave us hangin' now    Cause ya'll find kinda wierd. Don't ya'll be nasty now. For we're still lovin'   We're still droolin'    And Findin' the right one ain't been a run in the park                                         By:Hani Badawi (Fav Poem)    Don’t wake me up  I’m dreaming about her      Don’t touch my heart  It’s beating for her   Don’t talk to me    My ears are listening to her     Lost in her world & I don’t wanna escape paradise      Trapped in her maze & I adore her hypnotize    Don’t erase my memories   They’re all about her  Don’t violate my emotions  They’re devoted to her I’m drowned by her. Nothing I can do. This is the time of unleashed silence   It’s time to lose all the innocence    I’ve lost my way home It’s been a while since I’ve been there. <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Eyes sparkle so bright <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;"> <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Just a seductive delight     <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Close your eyes,  Bring the night     <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Hurt me be the one     <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Make my sorrow redone    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Passion will I sustain    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Can’t make it undone    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">All these years <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">I’ve been falling to you    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">I’ve been crushing on you     <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Deep in my mind    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">I’ve been thinking about you    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Scared of the days to come    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Crippled in the momentum    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">You’re taking me in a trance    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">I won’t ever stand a chance     <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Take me deeper    <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Be my reaper      <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">Be my future be my past <span style="color: #333333; font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 16pt; margin-bottom: 12pt;">You’re the one, my love will eternally last. By: James Gavino Life is like a painting,

Year after year are like the strokes of a brush.

In life, you may use the wrong color,

but you can always mix and blend colors to find the right match.

Life is like a forest, tree after tree, branch after branch.

In life you may fall off a tree or a branch, but you just have to keep climbing.

Life is like a metaphor or a simile,

You compare two unlike things.

In life, there are obstacles,

there are obstructions,

and things that’ll block you from succeeding.

In life you will always learn.

In life don’t sweat the small stuff.

For life is a gift from god and life is like a painting. 6-word memoir media type="custom" key="8704392" width="168" height="168" align="center"

media type="custom" key="9202052" width="170" height="170" align="center" I’m from Summer   from sunburns and rednecks and such. I’m from mud cakes made under the willow tree.

(Round, smelled like decaying Earth.)

I’m from carrots,

the soft touch of soil,

its texture so squishy and brittle,

just like the cushion on my bicycle.

I’m from Grandma and Grandpa,

from Emanuel to Milagros.

I’m from cookies to snores

and “Hush I’m takin’ a nap!”,

from let them cool they’re still hot.

I’m from sweat on my brow

with strength in my back

and grass being blown in my eyes.

I’m from bad English and insulting remarks

from “Are you Chinese?” to “What are you saying!?”

from the strength my grandfather lost

to the arthritis (We all have it someday)

the kidney my father removed to rid his kidney stones.

In the back of my closet lay my “SUPER SECRET BOX”

The smell of ink from memoirs

a memory of the war

to give me nightmares in my respite.

I am from this lifetime

flashed before my eyes

live-on, till the stars fall from the heavens.

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