It could be a while before I get some new poetry... so hang in there...

 And to the mysterious Peanut..... Thanx for being a fan.

P.S. You ALL have to check out her poetry @ http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=WeAr_It_On_YoUr_SlEeVe

and to all my friends. (you know who you are) Please help me figure out why I'm suddenly giving shout outs to everyone!

-Aaron

Forever

Remembered

You taught me how to fly,

And love showed me how to cry,

And tonight I’ll say goodbye,

But I’ll never forget you.

You were my greatest friend,

And I’ll love you ‘till the end,

You could break my heart again,

But I’ll never forget you.

And I could say goodnight a thousand times,

But you’d never leave my mind.

Your face lingers on my pillow case,

And burns me from inside.

Do you remember how I stared?

We blew a feather in the air,

And all the laughs we shared,

And all the times I cared.

Now I want to forget you.

All I wanted was a chance,

But I wasn’t worth the second glance,

I’ll never settle for “best friends”.

But I'll never forget you.

You taught me how to fly,

And love showed me how to die.

Now you’re with another guy.

I hope he never forgets you.

xTwitcHx

SORRY

WORDS

FROM

GRIEVING

LIPS

I tried to take them back,

But they were more than words,

Now nothing can replace the things,

My sentences have stirred.

If I could take a trip in time,

I’d fix the things I’ve said.

I’d pull the shards out from your heart,

And wipe the phrases from your head.

I gave you little more than pain,

You showed me nothing less than love.

You always were my greatest friend,

I paid you back by drawing blood.

xTwitcHx

Dear Friends,

I regret to inform you that I am in a weird mood and cannot be held responsible for the following paragraph or the frases, words, or catchy sayings used there in. That being said.... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

I WANT TO WRITE A NEW POEM BUT I HAVE SOOOO MUCH WRITERS BLOCK IT"S ALMOST PSYCHOTIC!!!!!!

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MUERTE

BELLE

The Shadows cast on young and old,

Have chilled the air I breathe,

Yet even now, to this I hold,

Your voice is poetry.

The angel wings around my soul,

My blanket in this biting chill,

But even if you were to go,

I swear I’d love you still.

I’d love you till the day I fall,

Into the dusty grave,

Still in my mind and in my heart,

Your beauty I will save.

And on the stone that marks my grave,

For passersby to read above,

Inscribe this, the day I lay…

“If nothing else, he loved.”

TwitcH