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I laughed
Because you said sorry.

I laughed because
Despite all my wisdom
I chose you unconditionally.

I laughed because
You said sorry for just
Being
You.

— ‘Lol.. *sigh*’
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Black. 22.
In other words,
I lost 4 days to love.

Long weekend memories
Will always be good to me.

— ‘Just Tell Her You Care..’, Wayne Thomas 2011
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She gets me. I get her. Fin.
  • The Boy: I'm traveling seas of ocean's coloured in by
  • The Girl: Blew
  • The Boy: Me across time lines and white licks of
  • The Girl: Waves
  • The Boy: Goodbye to island natives giving
  • The Girl: Thanks
  • The Boy: To them who have shown me their ways and that life's
  • The Girl: Beautiful
  • The Boy: Lady, Ill be home soon with my stories for you..
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Ungodly slayer of consciousness,
An aeon of light has aged my mind wise
And a balance of somnolence should be your only solicitation
Though
Your hesitation comes with authority,
A dominance beyond the bond found in any ones desire let alone mine,
Which is to only see the gates of sumberland.

A dream see’s me.
Just let us be.

— ‘Me to Sleep: Flight Cancelled’, Wayne Thomas © 2011
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Damn..
Covetous curves
Pungent whiff of predominance inhaled
With a first impression of an adulterate.

Such a wonderful negative energy.
I wonder why she’s single..?

Wayne Thomas © 2011

— ‘Material Chicks Need Not Apply..’, Wayne Thomas
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My words were never the problem.
The drunken slur of attempted sex started her self questions,
Feed on the doubt that this is going in the wrong direction.

Feelings now frozen
Opportunities to warm them well..
Other priorities where chosen.
So in confusion
Finding words has now become a problem.

Another memory..?


Wayne Thomas © 2011

— ‘Another Memory’, Wayne Thomas
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If Only it Was That Easy..

So I said

“You can’t

You

Must not fall in love with me,

As my life was calculated to hurt soul’s like you..”

Bathroom mirror mornings

Repetitive in the callings of the self mind state,

Clear in phrase

Like

My brown skin plays the temporary back drop to a speck of Colgate.

Wipe. Clean state.

Wayne Thomas © 2011

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