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Dennie was bound (legs and hands tied together) and arranged naked on the man’s bed. A note was taped to the tiny boy’s back.
This boicunt moaned your name when I kissed him. Figured if you wanted to pop his cherry and own him you should. Be warned, he’s probably clinging sweet bitch, for you anyway
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For Brad
"For Brad"
I remember how you use to stare so deep into my eyes. You were never like those other guys. They were all embarrassed by me. Didn't want to be seen with me. But not you. No, you would stand still. And stare me down. You listened without flinching. Never did you wince at me. And I always was grateful for that.
I never got to tell you that.
I thought you were so cool with your punk rock ways. I wanted to be like you. I wanted you to like me. I changed my  looks to get your attention. I never had too. But I did. And with that, You set me on a coarse that led me to who I am today. And I've always been grateful for that.
I never got to tell you that.
I loved you when we were young. 10 years ago, it was. It's scary what I would have done for you. I don't think it was mistake that you left. I just wish I could have said goodbye. But maybe it was better that way? Just rip it off like a bandaid. Either way, I missed you.
I never got to tell you that.
Over the years, you'd think I'd forget you. But I haven't. I remember the things we did. And things you said. I don't know why I can't forget you. Maybe I'm not meant too? Either way, over the years, I've still thought of you. I've even dreamed of you. And it's for that reason that I pray for you.
I never got to tell you that.
I still think about you and I care. And I still have certain feelings that are there. It's like I still love you. And I don't know what to do. So I lift you up to God. Hoping my prayers will pull through. I want you to be happy. I want you to be safe. I don't want you to walk blindly and be like a waif. I want you to be in God's will, And living for Him in perfect peace. I want you to be filled with joy. That all sorrow would cease. I just wish you'd give your heart to Him, if you haven't already.
I never got to tell you that.
Sometimes, I wish I could see again. Reunite and go back to the way things used to be. See how you are and how you've grown. And tell you how proud I am of you. But what if we don't need too? What if I didn't like I what I saw? What if you've gone down the wrong path? And I didn't have pride in my eyes. Maybe it's better for me to not see. For me to not know. But even so, it doesn't mean I don't think about it. Because I do. Especially when I think of you.
I never got to tell you that.
Probably never will. But I thought at least, I'd let it out in this long, poetic reel. If you'll ever see it or not, I may never know. I just had to let my feelings out and try to let you go. I don't know if I'll ever forget you. Or stop carrying you around. But I hope my prayers are touching your life. And that one day I'll hear the sound, of a punk kid who grew to be a Godly man, thanking me for the prayers. Saying "hey, it paid off.
Just wanted to tell you that."
Written: (for my friend Brad K.) March 9th, 2016, 11:46 PM Brad, if you ever see this, I know it's cheesy. But it's really what I had in my heart. And I just wanted to get it out some way. And this is how it came. I hope you like it. Should you ever see it. And hopefully you won't laugh at it like you did that one song I wrote that started off like "I'm sitting in the bathroom, alone in the dark". You just looked at me like I was weird. But it's okay. Because I am weird. And that song was weird. But I care about you. And I hope everything is going good for you. Take care my friend.
A letter to you
It wasn't like this at first. At first, I was confident I'd find someone that made me feel even more beautiful and alive than you did. And then I thought, maybe they don't have to. Maybe that was something only you could do. I still love you, even though you're gone, and you've got someone new even though you always said you didn't want to date for a long time after us. You've heard that a hundred times right? "I love you." I think you got sick of it after a while, because it wasn't what you wanted anymore. I'll tell you one last secret. I don't want it anymore either. But I can't stop. I thought maybe it was just because I had an obsession with you. But then you changed, and changed, and changed, and I still loved you more every time...even though I said I didn't. I think you're the only person I ever truly loved, right down to their core, and when you love someone like that... you don't just stop. It never goes away. I'm with someone else now. He's very good to me. I'm trying to make as much room for him as I can, but you took over so much of me. Years and years after, I still stop and long for you. For the symmetry we had. The way you smiled and the way you were so familiar, like coming home. Some days I feel dead, and I think that's really what happened. I gave you my all, because you're all I ever wanted, but I was so damaged when you found me. I understand why you left. I do. But I'm still so dead inside. Love was all I ever wanted, and love killed me. I'm sorry for everything. I hope she makes you happy, and appreciates you the way I didn't until it was too late. I'll miss you forever. I love you.
A Fairytale
Once upon a time… I love you. The end.
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Cheesy Poems
My poems are cheesy. My rhymes aren't on par. But I feel real at ease-y When I know you're not far.
O-V-L-E
There's a word for this feeling. At least I think there is. The letters are O-V-L-E. If I told you who I ovle, You might think I'm nuts, But I ovle you. Do you ovle me too?
