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Thanks Roger. And on that note, something long overdue:

Reflections VII

The Heart is the darkest part of the human enigma. It taints and corrupts all it touches, and has the power to turn even the most resolute man from the straightest path. It whispers sweet nothings into your ear, promising only the best, while leading you blindly into ruin. The Heart is the darkest part of the human enigma.

I feel that I'm losing my touch.

I want to live life,
And never grow old.
I want to run miles,
And never grow tired.

I never changed; I'm weak.
I never learned to breathe.

I want to reach up,
And pull down the stars.
I want to bend down,
And rip up the trees.

I never changed; I'm weak.
I never learned to breathe.

The Milky-Way Waltz

Ensnared by greater gravity,
Breaking out, I aim for you.
Comets impact the hardened ground,
I whisper to the dark heavens:

That the truth is...
Yeah, the truth is...

Interrupted by the cosmos,
Brought back to Earth by my failed pride.
Alone, I grovel in the dust,
And speak my heart to the terrain:

That the truth is...
Yeah, the truth is...

The galaxies just flit between;
They ignore my worthless tears.
I break the universal clock,
And spill what I've been holding in:

That the truth is... I love you.
Yeah, the truth is... I love you.

Then I crawl back
Into your loving arms.
Then I crawl back
Into your loving arms.
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Wrote this for the poetry contest, and the theme was 'Timing'.

I feel that I'm losing my touch.

Reflections VIII

I feel as if I've been taken advantage of. As if to pour salt into the wounds, I feel as if I've taken advantage of my self. It seems that every time I make a resolution, to do anything, I always end up betraying myself.

I fall into the same old traps, and push myself to climb out. Yet, I always end up falling into the trap again. Often times, I willingly do so, and know that I'm doing so, and yet do nothing to avoid it. I jump headlong into the mouth of the beast, and do so with pleasure.

Haiku

Falling all around,
Misting rain blends with the sky;
Blending with my heart.

Hey, Mav. Your writing is great, I already told you, right?

Anyway, I told a friend of mine that happens to be an english teacher that I saw good poetry here on AG. She asked me to show her.

So, I was thinking: Can I take some of your poetry to show to her?

Hey, Mav. Your writing is great, I already told you, right?

Anyway, I told a friend of mine that happens to be an english teacher that I saw good poetry here on AG. She asked me to show her.

So, I was thinking: Can I take some of your poetry to show to her?

Wow, thats awesome. Yeah man, have at it. Just mention I'm the writer, works are not to be distributed, etc, etc. Heres my more favorite works, though you're welcome to take anything. And any of my Haikus, too. Again, thats awesome, and thanks a bunch.

Thats awesome. Thanks a lot man.

I took some more poetry last monday. Once again, she was amazed. I can't recall now which ones I showed to her. :P

I talked to that portuguese teacher that I translated your Mountains Nonet. She loved it! She even asked me to translate more! I'll translate those I took this week for her and let you know what she thought about it.

fixing:

I talked to that portuguese teacher that saw the translated version of your Mountains Nonet

Thats cool. Just try to remember which ones you've shown her, especially if they have a critique or think something isn't good.

especially if they have a critique or think something isn't good.