February 2011
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ROMEO[ANTICS] #3427
you’re sitting there, home. -from a hard days work. me- arrival- to a place -i find home in- the music plays, your head back, i had a massage spa set up for you, and you’re- laying there bathed. yeps. and your arms out across as- you feel the grasp of my arms silhouette it’s grace upon skin. each. palm. tracing from your shoulders to the end of arms. mm. skin where the sun...
January 2011
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cute, how your eyes stut-stut-stutter, dropping punch-lines with eye-liners “hi’s” and “hello’s” in a blink. your wink, is the cutest i’ve ever seen.
the cutest.
Ever.
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here's a Band-Aid, music to heal your soul.
-kaylebleechan
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ABCDEFGHI"i"JKLMNOPQRST"u"VWXYZ
kaylebleechan:
in the beginning. to begin with, this, what we had, was as simple as abc’s. the def- finition of g’s, goods, built courage to find hi. why everything between you and i. between u, and i, used to be jk’s, the lmnop’s couldn’t pinpoint the p’s and q’s, code rst, as everything after, was uv to see double u’s in every face i come to face, the ex is why, why i couldn’t but needed to...
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Kayleb Lee Chan: ’A penny for her thoughts’ ‘a nickel for every time’ ‘a dime among dozens’ ‘a dollar to a million, not- one in a million, but a MILLION, IN one’ -too bad all I spent was: time, no coin, or- change, can change- my mind
Friend: kayleb spiiiiiit it.
Friends’ friend: so he is sayn he BOUGHT her ., lol
Kayleb Lee Chan: Bought...
Your grace. To embrace. Face it. From a distance....
fuck. broke… heart broke- all coin and change. just a spare pocket of picks. side walk walking, penny dropping- thoughts for a difference. your face. is a smile of disgrace, a solstice of motivation. a song written for all the wrongs for you to sing along the short walk you had left footprints on the moon i sometimes talk to. i sometimes talk to. left footprints on the moon.. i sometimes...
Every relationship ive had i dont regard them as:...
Authors versus arthurs, the pen is mightier than the sword.
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Poets dont know how to fuck.
All that sweet talk, sensual textuals is just a fancy way of talking doesnt mean theyre good at fucking. Theyre not. Fake lovers. Poets are just clever with they way they can introduce mental foreplay but when it gets down to it. Fucking you right versus talking to you right. Yeahs if i talk shit to you would you talk it back to me too? Can you be aggressive and impressive or stick to your stanzas...
See I’m not that type of guy
To unbuckle the buckles and pull down my pants
Because you want some, so?
Does that make me less of a man, because I’m not a whore
I keep my shit, worth it. Exclusive.
NOT EASY JUST BECAUSE I’M HARD
the whole thought, thought that maybe if i ought to but i sought the wrong shot, it wasn’t cupid, but blood-the eyes red as fuck, i ain’t sleeping no, no i ain’t sleeping at all. cause this is what i bought, can’t be sold, cause you broke it. fawk. so how do i fix it, if first i got to save up to pay for the ticket, i boarded the wrong flight, they say, the experience is...
her relationships last as long as her make-up, always up for a touch-up, never seem to shut the fuck up, shit, this shits a cover up til she find the one, disposing the next and the next for her fun. she treats us, like a shopping spree, she’s always looking for the latest, and greatest, we’re old laundry, she’s just throws it out, this is how they choose relationships, great. im...
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Fuck Poets and.. Poet(try)
Poet try. That’s all it is. Trying. Fuck a poet. Why? The poet, male poet tries- to impress the misses- write premisses about how he’s against the man and know how he can, be a better man. Writing against his own construction to get an appeal from the obstruction. Thats all it is. All these male ‘poets’ write the same write about how such a bad man.. man is. Just to impress...
For Some Reason [i want to take someone out on a...
That requires not a time frame but a day, a date. twenty four hours-a date- of open adventure and an all night(h)er, all day her.
A date, not a time frame,
so set it the date, day, month, year you would like to let me take you on a date, breaksloooow in bed, taking all the time we need for sunrise to raise your open arms to break yawns, grasp me, breakslow-dancing in showers, shower her with...
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[WHY] I HATE LOVE.
i’ve done my duty of delving into the matrix of my philosophy, breaking down the break down, when broken, shut down even a hundred percent. denied the love of ‘lovers’, disgusted at the open expression, the quick fall ins. i hate what love has become. i hate how love is abused. i hate how love is used. i hate love. i’m not one so say ‘fuck love’ as if it’s love fault, no, i HATE love. i hate the...
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“Being tired of being single is like saying you’re tired of your own self.”
– Michelle Vo.