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It was a warm summer day in sunny Arizona.. the "SUN DEVIL" state as its known .. a young man Kevin we will call him was out on his porch sipping coffee and reading the news on his laptop. As he clicked on yahoo and read the world headlines and the opening marks for the stock market he realized something was different.. He took another sip .. not wanting to think too hard in the morning hours of his final day in Phoenix. Then a sudden odd feeling came over him.. looking at his coffee.. was i...

Gone and back from the wave With this wave never crash within The crowd of youth is evident This youth crowded never again In its youth the wave was strong From what wait is never long But like tides from ebb to low The future is for only moons to throw

In my mind she is kind My Eyes shed from the river of kind If it came to a story The story of her so near Stories would begin with a tear Growing with each window Windows each softly locking Pushed away was the open air I pushed the kind through the window. Watching foggy glass is not a dream Reality is never kind Only real when you see The locked window of once kind Eyes never to tear for me The window I could not break again The kind from her I have forever shaken

Fighting off 26 No Body Left to run with anymore! He walks into his local bar and former stomping ground. What a smell he thinks as he rounds the corner and heads up the stairs. Memoirs coming back to him and bringing a small lil grin to his face he smirks a little. Composing himself he enters the main area. The dimly lit watering hole he illegally accessed in his late teens with various proofs. This place often being the end, middle and beginning of many memories that he carries from his ea...

Summer Smile So simple it was looking back on it A smile from you all I wanted So simple it was but hard to go for it Why did I request that smile.. Dropping my head again.Yea so scared for you to see my eyes A teenage smile from you was more then diamonds to me You caught me this time as you fix back your hair A smile is what you throw knowing it’s for me to make a move Why did I request that smile.. Picking you up that passion filled summer night It had been five years since our smile at fi...