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I Knew I Knew
You looked from afar with a casting gaze ,
Someone with intent , who would truly amaze.
The look of emotion that struck a soft heart ,
Not knowing , or caring ,or wishing to part.
The smile on your face , so haunted my soul,
When you walked out the room, did you have to go.
Time passed on bye , but all thoughts still of you ,
Your face in my mind , those eyes, clear and true .
Not knowing if feelings , or moments felt right,
You stood in the doorway , and held me so Tight .
Written by Doodles 23 /02 /2014 
When I close My Eyes When I Close My Eyes
When I close my dark eyes, the world it just sleeps ,
Sounds and emotions making me weep .
Dark shadows of life, walk into my mind ,
The sweet memories of you are so lovely and kind .
Hearing the sounds of the runaway rain ,
Reminds me of times when our love felt like pain .
Bright light passes over , and shoots past my eyes ,
The morning is crawling back into our lives .
Soft breathing seems distant , and yet it's so near ,
Your love is so healing , it wakens a tear .
Written by Doodles 05 /10 /2013 
Waiting For Spring Waiting For Spring
Over the hill the sky looks cold ,
Winter is weary and getting old .
The flowers struggle to make a smile ,
Winter is has decided to stay for awhile .
The birds are crying and scratching for food ,
Winter is steadfast , and in a bad mood .
The sky breaks open , and Sun does appear ,
Spring looks like teasing us ,we all shed a tear .
Tree buds start bursting ,the lambs show delight ,
When Angels care to dance , on life we take a chance ,
Try what we think is true , and risk all like a fool .
When Angels sleep to rest , our life remains a test ,
On trusting what is just, and who that we can trust .
When Angels touch our hearts, in life we must depart,
In knowledge that we know ,our journey soon will grow .
When Angels choose to leave , it's time for us to grieve ,
Our time on earth is done , and loved ones will be numb.
Written by Doodles 07 /02 /2013 
Did you ever find an answer,
At the end of the night ,
Why people can't say sorry ,
Love is hard to fight .
Did you ever start to wonder ,
At the breaking of the day ,
Why people hurt , the hurting ,
Love is hard to say .
Did you ever ask the question ,
At the setting of the sun ,
Why people , they need people ,
Love cannot run .
Dream Time Dream Time
Does time stand still ,when we go to sleep ?
And love holds it's voice ,
Do the Angels watch, to see me weep ,
When my heart stops, through choice.
Does time stand still , as we close our eyes ?
And love holds it's kiss ,
Do the Angels watch, and feel me cry ,
When my soul feels pain, like this !
Does time stand still ,when I hold you close ?
And love makes us one,
Do the Angels watch, and feel our pulse ,
When our minds dreams, are done .
Written by Doodles 23 /04 /2012 
Mystic Light Mystic Light
Through deepened mist the light took shape,
Dark shadows crept upon the ground .
Above the stars seemed close , yet still ,
The air breezed little sound .
An owl spoke out above the moon ,
The cries were sharp and clear ,
Deep down across the forest floor ,
This strange light came so near .
It shone so bright it scorched the night ,
Leaving a sense of wonder ,
A Mystic pulse , was felt so faint ,
Did Angels pass , to ponder .
Written by Doodles 19 /02 /2012 
Look Beyond Look Beyond
Last year it seemed to wander by , the days where lost forever,
The drudge of everyday life ,dragged on with so much bother .
New Year sparked in , with life , enlightened to a flower ,
Seeding ideas and hopes , of energy , and power .
A freshness floated on the wind , of happiness and fun ,
People gathered round in crowds , dancing like the sun .
Is this a dream I hear you ask , for this I have not seen ,
Look positive into your life , and all will be revealed .
Written by Doodles 19/02/2012
Is it clear to you , when I sleep at night ,
That the Angels might just smile .
Is it clear to you ,when I scream or shout ,
That the Angels also frown .
Is it clear to you ,as I hold your hand ,
That the Angels hold their breath ,
Is it clear to you , when I touch your face ,
That the Angels touch our hearts .
Is it clear to you , that this love is true ,
That the Angels played a part ,
Is it clear to you , as I tell you this ,
That our Angels will not part .
Written by Doodles for Viv 03 /11 /2011 
Patting My BackGiving myself a pat on the back
For now and then I have the knack,
Of getting something so very right,
It makes me feel so very bright,
That I give myself a pat on the back.
Tickling organization OT part 1某国某城某村（太混了吧。。。），被整个包裹在一个绿色的透明球里。
People Come and People GoToday or tomorrow you may peek interest into another person.
They may respond in the same light and start a conversation.
Then whether it is a day or a year you two are now known,
To the slight tint of each others’ personalities and eyes.
Whenever you move about daily you might think,
Are they really someone to be investing time to sink.
Into the oceans of communication, like walking off a plank.
Will the water beneath be cold or warm, is it worth the sunrise?
People come and people go there isn’t a difference anywhere else.
Roses prick, words poke, hairs fall, actions cause and always a face.
Round, large or small humans we are the same even if different of taste.
Individuals still at the very least, some directly truthful, others filled of lies.
Why is it when people no longer have a sparkle for one another,
Some discard easily, others stress in pain, why be so prone?
I just think when do I give up and let them away overdone.
It doesn’t matter why they decide to cut
This Killing Will To Kill...This Killing Will to Kill...
Alive and waiting in the corner of your mind and body
The hauting memories, fears and visions making the present continously impossible and the idea of "future" almost unbearable]
How do you live with it ask the Elves
GinsbergArms heavy with shaking hands that
transfer mind through heart to arm,
with tiredness and nutrition-less and drunk
on cough syrup and alcohol and pills
daily, addiction and health and psuedo-care
for body, more so for mind
dying on paper
and dying in mirrors, staring at rose tattoos
that hide the shame akin to life now,
but not how or why I like them to be
waiting for entertainment or pornography
at the same time, or sleep or rap
and love in the thick of it, waiting waiting
Handwritten notes bared to beliefs that
everything, good or beautiful indifference
because life and love and Ginsberg I refuse
I refuse I refuse to believe
AmigoJamas me olvido
Que de consejos
Me has ayudado
Y poco corriente
Fue un empujón
Una señal de alerta
y no un lamenta
Tickling organization OT part 4“呃。。咯咯。。呵。。”痒痒的感觉变得强烈，让ot有点受不了，双脚扭动想躲开超超的手指，可超超紧追ot的脚不放，手指胡乱抓，ot感觉无奈又气愤，可是这被人掌控的感觉却给ot带来满足。
Tickling organization OT part 3“嘿嘿，别急，马上就到你了。”绿子把一个带有电线的头盔戴在撒旦的头上，电线之间跳动起蓝色的电弧，撒旦的身体也开始颤抖不停。可渐渐地，撒旦平静了下来，好像连痒感也感受不到了。
The truth can be a mystery ,
In the lies that we say ,
Self gain becomes our majesty ,
When greed becomes its slave .
Our faith we can manipulate ,
In the way that suits yourself ,
The pain becomes desensitised ,
When Gods put on the shelf .
Feelings we have not many ,
In the passions of the heart ,
The quicker it is over ,
When drink plays a part .
These lessons we must learn ,
In the light of the day ,
The World is truly Beautiful ,
When Love comes to stay .
Written by Doodles 20 /10 /2012 
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