Bits of me

Bits of me

A Story by Vito XYZ
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I have a group on Facebook, read what I've wrote there for what I give you know are bits I like from my old poems, I will only write new things here "Fine literature" is the group

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Love can be as electrifying as thunder as warm as the sun, as magnificent as space and yet…when boundaries are broken love can be as swift as deadly as a tornado.

Love is when you are content enough just being by that persons side and holding their hand. 

I could wait for ever because time with out you is no time at all.


Words may indeed be useless but if these words can comfort you for even a second, I’ll write you enough words to last you a day, for everyday you need them. 

I’ve always felt love is the reason we live for, the attribute which only humans can express in words, drawings and paintings.

There won’t be a single day where your heart doesn’t feel exhilarated, a single moment where I won’t make you happy and an instant in which you’ll be alone. 

© 2010 Vito XYZ


Author's Note

Vito XYZ
There are still another 4 poems out there, each paragraph represents one poem on facebook to do with Love, my master piece of work I'd like you to choose. Now show me your conviction and seek out "Fine literature" on fb, the reason being there are others there who are good in the group, and I swear never to use what the old my wrote because as I am now I can't write it again

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The excerpts make me wonder... You express your feelings instead of your thoughts and not many boys-men-male figures know how to do that... It also seems you know what to say, when to say it, and how to say it... This world needs more of you.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on April 7, 2010
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Vito XYZ
Vito XYZ

Birmingham B31, United Kingdom



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I mainly write about Love, the reason I don't have anyone that I Love only ghosts. My writing reflects my mood, the way I'm feeling the way my minds clocking my thoughts. I can write whatever .. more..

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