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 I cry and cry Yet I still feel upset I fake a smile, Yet a frown still set I make a wish, Yet it doesn’t come true I write down my feelings... [read more] |
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Do you see me? If you think you do, you're wrong. You don't see me. You see what I want you to see. You see the mask that I wear. You will... [read more] |
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Love is a sunrise, Beautiful and ever changing. Changing from subtle colors to extreme. Shifting slowly and dramatically. Always different... [read more] |
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I am a bear roaring through the night, Black, dark, deep. Cutting through the forest like steel cutting through the sky. I am ageless. No o... [read more] |
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Thoughts flow through my mind like water over a waterfall. It starts slowly and soothingly, But as it continues, it begins to quicken and de... [read more] |
 Breeding a plague consuming Mind, Body and soul- Spirit lingers but not free. Unable to sing the morning melodies Instead they chirp the b... [read more] |
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You sniff coke, I smoke dope, a different type of toke- Some smack down the middle with the needle.. Showing their lost tracks in life- Th... [read more] |
 In the twilight not yet dark Leafless trees stand in the park Gone the robin and the lark From the landscape gray and stark Thinking I of su... [read more] |
 A Better Day Today The thing that I like most of all When speaking of my life. Is that one single little day Can put an end to strif... [read more] |
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Her nails ripped at his flesh her lips swallowed his she took him like the animal he was her body devouring his taking all of him... [read more] |
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all alone, no place to run every creak this old house moans the foot steps get louder the beat of my heart faster i can feel you... [read more] |
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the rain beats down upon her weary soul the chains that bind her tighten as her soul is ripped from her body feeling her heart b... [read more] |
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Out among the afterwards In front of what's to come I hear the sound of tolling bells That beckon me to run. Away from what I've no idea To... [read more] |
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Let me sing And as I do I beg you listen Though I’m sure you’ve heard For I’ve heard the echoes ring In your display. Let me say That stro... [read more] |
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What was it he said on page seventeen Of his “Reader” which I held in my hands? Why should I hear it more as an echo Than something profound... [read more] |