

New FireFires inside that keep us alive Transactions through air to keep us all fair The naturally flipped out, brain in display Winning when argument runs out of steam I throw all my bullets and you just laugh Im deadNew Fire
What if we argue and both seem to send all we have But one drops back and lets the person lead themselves into death As they laugh at what he finds, already discovered We can both win, as your gem keeps you alive And my religion never dies
At some point they must have realized the arguments cost too much The information to great, for


This time it is the endI dig in filth I know To find the place you go Discard the walls that build me tall To find whats outside my stall But how can I ever find something within That Ive never experienced, from a place Ive never beenThis time it is the end
To start: You wake up, and start running at once Then something happens And this parts hazy but has been laid out many ways In the end it leads to seemingly dead space
Imagine the others: At first it seems they are playing a trick on you But they stand together, with no reason to put you into a place where you coul


goodbyeReasoned thought and strong emotions Love and sorrow, joy and pain Mixed and flowing in bright colors swirling slowly down the draingoodbye
Pain and sorrow wrapped in anguish cutting deeply with a knife Hopeless , helpless, bent, and broken, Clinging desperately to life
Twisted words with tortured meaning Black ink by a sharpened quill forged in hatred's cruel fashion And with one intent "to kill"
Sharpened words of mal intention Wrought by hellfire's demon crew Hacking chopping life's red roses From my heart pierced through and through. &n


GoodbyeReasoned thought and strong emotions Love and sorrow, joy and pain Mixed and flowing in bright colors swirling slowly down the drainGoodbye
Pain and sorrow wrapped in anguish cutting deeply with a knife Hopeless , helpless, bent, and broken, Clinging desperately to life
Twisted words with tortured meaning Black ink by a sharpened quill forged in hatred's cruel fashion And with one intent "to kill"
Sharpened words of mal intention Wrought by hellfire's demon crew Hacking chopping life's red roses From my heart pierced through and through. &n


No Title.Every time I lift my head up, unfulfilled dreams slap me in the face Each time I try and stand up, my legs collapse as I hide my tears Every time I see a light it's just a vision, a mere spurious glow Again and again I open my eyes to see the light And I am cursed by the darkness Assiduous, I try to be but end up always falling short Adulation I'll never receive due to my premonition that I'll fail Self-Consciousness and reservation bring me down slamming the floor And I censure my very existence and consent to live alone Compassion, yes I have, but what of that? My efforts are enervNo Title.
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but if we do not torture the words, how will we ever know their full meaning.
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wacked out people are society's way of screaming at itself
Your poems are amazing.
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wacked out people are society's way of screaming at itself
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The cucumber has left the salad.
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wacked out people are society's way of screaming at itself
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