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Love letter
Love Letter
Come out don’t hide.
Swallow your pride.
Let’s go for a ride .
Spoke up now you’re out of my head
Choked up that it happened again
Shook up from the ending my friend
No road for escaping this end.
Woke up a new day
There’s nothing to say
You’re gone and away
So now I’ll write a love letter…
- Droz
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Dare You
"Dare You"
Like roses stretched out towards the smiling sunlight,
Like stars out on the coldest and clearest of nights,
All day and all night I'll be right here for you,
Just let me hold your heart once,
I dare you to.
- Droz
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Literature
Greedy Love
Greedy Love
I want...
To make the girls go wild
Even make them pissed
Make them want my child
From only one damn kiss.
I want and I want
But I will not give
One day lucky woman
It'll be hard to resist.
When that day comes lady
You won't hit you'll miss
Not trying to seem shady
But you can't touch this.
Get the moving on baby
And just bare witness
At times I sound crazy
But my love does not exist.
- Droz
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Always Here
Always Here
So dim and faint the raindrops fall again,
Racing faster down her window.
A flash of lightning sparks a thought and then,
The days are back she used to know.
He used to hold her tight, he used to keep her warm.
He used to scare the freight, he used to calm the storm.
Alone she hides from the coldest weather,
Long gone is he, her warmest sweater.
His smell used to make her worst days better,
...And still she dreams of him.
He left her after four long years,
And left her filled with way more tears.
The last words whispered in her ear,
"Remember when I'm gone, I'm always here."
- Droz
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A Night in Sight
"A Night in Sight"
Hours move by on the clock
In my head the tics and tocs
My ship's been docked up on this rock
As seagulls high they watch and watch
No shore in sight or bold sunlight
Just emptiness amidst moonlight
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Drinks on me!
" Drinks on me"
At twelve a.m. the waitress sings,
And gives the passers by a wink.
"One drink for free!" she proudly pours,
"Let's drink to thee!" they ask for more.
"Another round for us my dear!"
Another beer leads drunken cheer!
Bartenders hold conversations with many,
Drunken tips are returned very easy and plenty.
Nights like this here are as fun as can be,
Now for reading my poem,
ALL DRINKS ARE ON ME!
- Droz
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Literature
Rhyming Numbers
"Rhyming Numbers"
A thousand days towards a thousand nights,
A thousand ways towards a thousand fights,
A thousand lives for a thousand deaths,
A thousand strives for a thousand breaths,
A hundred tears from a hundred fears,
A hundred cheers from a hundred jeers,
A hundred whys for a hundred crimes,
A hundred times for a hundred rhymes....
- Droz
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Colder
"Colder"
Watch the weeks pass by much slower,
Without time to be defied,
Watch the years grow old and colder,
Love is wasted by your side.
- Droz
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Three Words
"Three Words"
The sky is so clear and the stars are in place,
I'm rehearsing some lines to speak to your face.
I'll freeze up and as always, start to speak slow.
There's just three words to say, then I promise to go.
Here are three words that I want you to know,
I will say them, though surely they already show,
In my heart where I keep them they beat at a pace,
They are yours now and forever, not to be replaced.
"I" is the first,
Both my letter and word.
Followed by "Love",
It's about time you've heard.
Ending with "You",
Three words from me to you.
- Droz
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Our Darkest Hour
"Our Darkest Hour"
In my darkest hour,
I take a deep breath,
Ignore things gone sour,
Move onto the next.
Keep steady with dreaming,
Wake in a cold sweat.
No one hears me screaming,
They don't care I bet.
In your darkest hour,
You feel so possessed.
Feels like you lost power,
Your feelings seem vexed.
So hard to keep dreaming,
Much tossing in bed.
Is it US we keep seeing,
Right here in OUR head?
- Droz
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Stuck
"Stuck"
Down the drain, It's a shame
Can't explain, Can't maintain
Off inside, What became
Went away, Then remained
Gone insane from the pain
That I can not contain
Feelings that become numb
Numb of you, Numb of love
Contain me, Contain you
Contain feeling so blue
Of the days dark ahead,
Of the tears that may shed,
What goes on in this head?
Can I come to your bed?
- Droz
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Cheating Smiles
"Cheating Smiles"
So I find a smile
She finds worthwhile
She's my love
She digs my style.
We stay too cool
Don't act too wild
I treat my love
Like I want her child
But lately I have changed my style
To my advantage off the file
So I take a smile
I find worthwhile
She's my ex
She digs my style
I'm not a fool
She's on speed dial
One call
And both our nights go wild
I'll never tell my love these trials
Because she cheats too
Yet always smiles.
- Droz
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My Queen
"Queen"
In this castle your're my queen,
You're my heart my everything
Just like a favorite movie scene,
More tasteful than the best cuisine,
The Queen of Queens you reign supreme,
Stolen from an angel's dream
Played to such a lovely theme,
All too nice and never mean.
- Droz
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Empty Dreams
"Empty Dreams"
Come walk along these empty dreams
No one else can shine through anything
Pickup old emotions, let die the new
Pickup old romantics, let die the blues
Futures once were clear and cut
Futures now are near and shut
Bodies felt and touched have never known
Bodies felt and touched will never know
The trials of age -
Tribulations of tomorrow.
Stay in a stage -
Of never ending sorrow.
- Droz
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Loveless Town
"Loveless Town"
My love is lost it can't be found,
It's trapped inside this loveless town.
Where sisters cry and brother frown,
And poor men roam around and round.
The mood is cold as arctic night,
Old couples lay in trembling fright.
No love here's ever taken flight,
And cant be seen for miles in sight.
In a town so dead, so cold and old,
A whispering wind even starts to fold.
The streets stay closed, keep love on hold.
I love this town where my love was sold.
-Droz
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I remember a conversation I had with her. She went out of her way just to be with me on my birthday.
Hadn't seen her in years, yet she made it her business to be there on this very special day. I did not 
ask, I did not beg, hell I did not even mention it. She did it out of love. One of the many types of love
that only certain people will ever get to experience. Not the happy ending kind, where kids and marriage
stem from it, but a different type that is caring and true nonetheless. Asking questions and trying to
understand this type of relationship is pointless, unless you've experienced it firsthand. 

I played everything safe that night, with family and friends and her. I tried to be the model
citizen, somebody who appreciated the turnout and said thank you constantly, being more than
gracious because I truly was, though the night still revolved around her. It was not the time, and was 
not the place, so feelings were pushed aside.

Not wanting to gamble, she questioned my antics and my actions of the night. Looking into
her beautiful blue eyes she made a bold statement that stopped me in my tracks and shook me to the core.

"You like to play it safe and never take a chance. You're afraid of losing by just putting
it all on the line and taking a risk. Sometimes you have to take a risk and gamble, or you'll
never know. Take a chance."

To this day I have lived by that statement, and though she never will know, thank you.

- Droz
Nobody tells you what it will be like when you look back. Sure they may tell you, but nobody TELLS you.
Fortunate are those who did not have the same experiences, both suffering in pleasure, and pleasuring through suffering.
Fortunate are the ones who can go through the experience and come out a stronger person, a well rounded
individual who can build an empire on an experience of a lifetime. A first time can never be replicated or duplicated,
it can only be remembered and never forgotten. Sure, there will be a second and a third, but the first,
that is always in another realm that differs from the rest, like it or not. 
The fine details are recalled. The taste and the smell, the feeling and the moment.
Eyes that pierce, both soft and fierce. 
The touch of her hand, soft and warm. Two bodies intertwined and tempting the laws of physics to 
inch closer and closer until it is impossible to be any closer. Intimate in every sense of the word, 
yet distant after years of maturity and growing. 

These experiences are our tattoos. They are not physical, but emotional. Every single one of us
develops these tattoos that have meaning in our lives, most call them memories. They are symbols and symbolic 
of times that have passed, and memories that can not die, not matter how much
we try to repress them. Is repression even necessary? If our experiences make us who we are today, 
then why try to hold back and hide memories just because they did not have a happy ending?
Happy endings are in stories and fairy tales, often times not in reality, because there is only truly one ending. 
Everything else can be considered a chapter, a chapter in a book that is individual to all of us. We have lives that are precious
and we should let our memories be expressed as a previous chapter, some many many pages ago. Just like a book in progress,
there are blank pages and chapters ahead, a clean slate to be made from its author, you. 

Droz
Her..

Sometimes I wake up and wander. No, not wonder, but wander.
Not wander in the sense of physically walking around to places of unknown location, but wander as in a mind that is going from place to place in a library of memories about her. She was great and she was more than amazing, she was exactly what was needed at many different moments in my life, but just that, moments. Moments are not long term, they are constrained by time, and restrained by limitation. Hell, I do not even know if that makes any sense, but if you're with me then you understand exactly that I mean.

The thing about her is that she was always there when there was nobody, and she was always there when there was somebody. I do not mean to discuss her in riddles, but that is the only way she can be described, an enigma or question mark that is both an exclamation point and a period to what once was, once upon a time ago and is nevermore. 

What ever happened to her? Who knows, but it does not matter because she left her mark. Scary thing is she came to me in a dream, where we were walking along
a place we used to both spend our younger years. In the dream I was holding a book that she handed to me, and when I went to open it the pages were blank. 
Confused, I asked her why these pages were blank and she responded,
"Because our story is not over."

- Droz
Words. Are they friends? Are they enemies? They record and freeze moments in our life, and once are written can not be undone, however they never die and stand tall through the test of time. I write to write. I write to feel. I write to heal. I write because it's real. 
Love Letter

Come out don’t hide.
Swallow your pride.
Let’s go for a ride .

Spoke up now you’re out of my head
Choked up that it happened again
Shook up from the ending my friend
No road for escaping this end.

Woke up a new day
There’s nothing to say
You’re gone and away

So now I’ll write a love letter…

- Droz
I remember a conversation I had with her. She went out of her way just to be with me on my birthday.
Hadn't seen her in years, yet she made it her business to be there on this very special day. I did not 
ask, I did not beg, hell I did not even mention it. She did it out of love. One of the many types of love
that only certain people will ever get to experience. Not the happy ending kind, where kids and marriage
stem from it, but a different type that is caring and true nonetheless. Asking questions and trying to
understand this type of relationship is pointless, unless you've experienced it firsthand. 

I played everything safe that night, with family and friends and her. I tried to be the model
citizen, somebody who appreciated the turnout and said thank you constantly, being more than
gracious because I truly was, though the night still revolved around her. It was not the time, and was 
not the place, so feelings were pushed aside.

Not wanting to gamble, she questioned my antics and my actions of the night. Looking into
her beautiful blue eyes she made a bold statement that stopped me in my tracks and shook me to the core.

"You like to play it safe and never take a chance. You're afraid of losing by just putting
it all on the line and taking a risk. Sometimes you have to take a risk and gamble, or you'll
never know. Take a chance."

To this day I have lived by that statement, and though she never will know, thank you.

- Droz

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