i record my images of you like sweet memories,storing them away in my brain,revisiting them often and less as time goes on,
finding that those memories become more and more,
byron gates jr
at home my goals sick short poems selfish act louisiana i love art who isnt next poetry rejection keep it simple writer and you dream see no matter artist answers out of my mind friends foundation slipping away evil twist bottom line action prose climbed a hundred times works maze making of the artist hope crest sneaking up on 60 can fit alone with myself emotion bandit art is art battle ago why wait sunflower fools and it hurts byron jr one of few ugly shreveport
This is what I would say to my dad…
I wrote this for a woman whom I loved and lost for the wrong reason. Thank you for your words and for stopping by.
i guess I just favorite this once again…i just absolutely love reading you r stuff. It’s like no other..
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