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Hey All with everybody.
How are ya?
I'm bored.
And eating supper, as it were.
Nevertheless, I need something to do. I'll probably write a poem, and if said person likes it, good. I don't intentionally write my sad poems. Though I tend to think I'm rather good at them. I enjoy writing what I do, no matter how it turns out.
Blissfully, she takes her hand from her cheek
Only to set it down. Rose petals will fall
She will rejoice, and he will stare.
Men are such fools, but nobody's perfect.
We are not gods, just simple, plain humans.
Whisper roses when humanity thinks it's time
For a change.
Skip. Beat. Murder.
Love is all within the same breath.
His glance is a moment, lasting with the effect
Of smoke on his breath.
Whisper gently, as the moon sets.
Set the glorious night ablaze with fire.
Heated passions are sure to please this painter.
Write upon a golden stair.
The ladies are sure to be happy.
Tonight..
~End~
And that's my poem. It doesn't have a name.
I hope you like it.
Take care. 
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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