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Thank you =)

Every so often, I still go on my blog, and write a poem. It reminds me of the great times we had, whether it was online, or at your house, or at some party, and it makes me smile. So here I go, my first poem of 2010, I dedicate to you two =).

I looked into the history books,
and there lay the story,
of my sleeping beauty, and little miss sunshine,
in the world's greatest country.

They ventured into the unknown,
a few years ago,
and grew fond of the beauty,
the place had to offer.

I still remember looking up,
at the bowling score screen,
Struggling to figure out,
is that Alex? Or is it Ashley?

Who would of known,
my sleeping beauty,
snored just a little bit,

Who would of known,
my little miss sunshine,
was a straight up clutz,

In good fun,
Something beautiful had come,
I had two best friends,
Who I loved, quite a ton.

And it went by, all so fast,
in only a few months,
I hugged my wingman luigi goodbye,
But I promised myself,

No matter what happens,
Where we went,
in our separate paths,
I would never forget.

I would never forget my friends,
I would never forget my twins,
I would never,
Because las quiero, forever.

You two taught me how to forgive,
To find the humble and sweet,
the good and the beautiful,
In every human being.

That is something few can do,
As you two are something else,

You can see the beauty,
when people see what's wrong,

You can learn to forgive,
when others would punish,

You can change the world,
when others pray for miracles,

You have changed my world,
and for that, I am grateful.

The words escape my tongue,
As my heart pumps in happiness,
All I can say to you is thank you,
For being there many a time,
Where I needed a hand,

Thank you,
For without you two,
I'd have two friends less,

Without you two,
i'd be a complete mess.

Las quiero mucho,


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First my apologies.
Perhaps I gave y'all the idea that
it was all spit without the gears
We aint about that shit

Words can leave you salivating
But sweat builds the fucking mountains
So don't ever forget that in a heartbeat
I could carry your dreams and forget I even did

You're swimming in it, but you can't even float
The irony of words is that they hold the strength of plans
Without the gunshot
You'll never be grand.

We can all aim high but precision does the talking
It's all too simple these days
With the chatter and spread of information
We're suddenly heroes and activists

But we haven't even blinked, the AC,
It's still running. It's near silence
but its not. The inaction,
It's deafening.

Heck I've gone mute,
I can't even rhyme shit
that could emphasize the prolonged
dream of a typeface, the letters were blank.

It was always that way,
It was always silent because at some point
We stop pinching ourselves and assume
that it was deserved…



It switched.
Unequivocally different.
Through those hardships
We finally turned around.

Perhaps reflections and glimmers
Gave us sight when we could not claim
But the panoramic put the shimmer
To shame.

Thank you.
In this brilliance we rose
Hoping to understand why the routine
drifts away in prose

For every detail and every insight
The neurons kept firing in question,
Let us speak for it is time
To mark this audacity in rhyme.

Although subtle
The cues went noticed
The portrait tact
And yet somehow,

But lets digress from these colors
Let the light paint our shadow
For the steps keep calling
with a subtle vibration

We know its time.

Let me get hurt.

Let me sit here,
Let me feel the drops,
As my heart shatters,
and your shadow drifts away.

Let us get confounded,
Let us mix emotions,
Pour them all into a melting pot,
Pour them all into a blurry past.

I want to look back,
and know that I have felt,
I want to look back and know,
That I have loved.

Because from the pain,
and from the tears,
and from the painful nights,
that I shivered through,

There were the nights,
that you held my hand,
and gave me warmth,

There were the nights,
where it was only us awake,
in the whole wide world,
It was only us who felt love.
Let me believe that it was all true,

Let my tears be for the moments that I miss,
and not for the moments that I did not live.

Let me get hurt, because only then,
will I have lived.

Let me get hurt, because only then,
will I have loved.