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A bit ago, Nik said to me
Still having courage
And a little bit of hope
"I have AIDS," he said
I was scared out of
my mind to know
he has this horrid disease
that still has no cure.
I don't know if he thought
I would turn my back on him,
disown him, no longer love
him instead of being very
proud of him for his bravery
And his openness in regard
to all that he's afraid of and
ails him as time goes on
All that changes in his life.
Still having courage
And a little bit of hope
"I have AIDS," he said
I was scared out of
my mind to know
he has this horrid disease
that still has no cure.
I don't know if he thought
I would turn my back on him,
disown him, no longer love
him instead of being very
proud of him for his bravery
And his openness in regard
to all that he's afraid of and
ails him as time goes on
All that changes in his life.
Literature
Distance multiplies
Lonely nights spent listening to your breathing, but you are far away dearest,
Are we connected only by a thread of zero’s and one’s?
Like fingers, a never ending link that we bind our love around
It can be quite tiresome to live like this, but…
I wouldn’t have it any other way my love, as I take your sleeping hand in mine
We couldn’t have it any other way
Fingers type and tap and pester, inscribing thoughts of feelings onto our skin,
There’s never enough time, and always enough time,
To be strong
To su
Literature
Ungeschickte Liebesbriefe
Im Flackernden Kerzenschein
sitze ich nun wieder allein
Vor mir liegt ein Blatt Papier
es gelangt niemals zu dir
Des Federkiels spitze in die Tinte sinkt
In der Truhe meine Gefühle zu dir verschlossen sind
Ruhen Briefe für dich mein Bezauberndes Windeskind
Wage es nicht dich zu berühren
deine Seele zu verführen
Azur Blaue Rosen
die ich einst für dich gesät
unter Worten die Liebkosen
Mein Blick diesen Rosenstock erspäht
entweichen mir Tränen
welche deinen Namen voller Sehnsucht erwähnen
Sie fallen auf die verschlossenen Blüten nieder
finden sich in des Wassers Kreislauf wieder
Verdunsten in
Literature
Burn The Past
Hold my hand and lead me through this,
Hold my heart and save me from the pain,
Hold my lungs and keep me from the toxicity,
Grab my bags and take me to that old street,
Grab all the candles and keep them lit all night,
Grab all the cd's and put them on repeat,
Grab some drinks and lets make a toast,
Grab that lighter and burn that past away.
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wow 
niks a lucky guy to have you hun, HIV is a scary thing.
Having been on the receiving end of a scare not too long ago I have some insight into the fear of being diagnosed.
I got lucky, my result came back negative, but I have rarely been that scared, safe to say i was a wreck.
People around you at times like that pull you through. Without some of my friends I have no idea how I would have coped, when I needed them most friends pulled through for me.
niks a lucky guy to have you hun, HIV is a scary thing.Having been on the receiving end of a scare not too long ago I have some insight into the fear of being diagnosed.
I got lucky, my result came back negative, but I have rarely been that scared, safe to say i was a wreck.
People around you at times like that pull you through. Without some of my friends I have no idea how I would have coped, when I needed them most friends pulled through for me.