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addy-henderson
addy-henderson
I want my writing to carry me through my years
We are the States of Hypocrisy We are the States of Democracy Well Outsmart Well pull the people a part Well rot their hearts Because they are a piece of art They are tacked They are tracked But what if they met their pride the art of the most abstract? Our only way to counteract Is to divide and extract
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 11:44 PM UTC
The Red and White In You
This is the end Within time i cope
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Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 11:40 PM UTC
Untitled
You'll meet your darker side Standing by your side Counting up the lies And the lies you've denied He'll show you the end to the start And all the times you crossed your heart In the blink of an eye You'll remember the lies They'll turn into needles And multiply in two Because the devil may cry When his end is near too
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Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 5:28 AM UTC
If you give the devil a needle
I continue to cry Until both of my eyes dry I say time will fly by Then I talk to a guy Who said he came from the sky He's tells her how time moves past her And it's In a blink of an eye The eye that blinks faster Because When time is involved there's always a master
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 12:55 AM UTC
Time has a Master
love It means the glue to whatever makes up you, It is the number unimaginable but you already knew, It is like a birds eye view of the outside of a zoo, It is your break through. It is the memory of why you are what you're put through Love is who taught me to be me and you to construe, So when he falls you dont fall too, My name is meaningless; a loose glove, It means nothing without love.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC
Define: love
I'm surrounded by timelines where milestones are just money but they're paying a large fine living an irony that's not funny Hey, your heart, soul, and mind could you leave that behind? I mean it's okay with these pay days you'll be fine Those stacks will make you blind so find your bliss in every rhyme of mine and keep with it because even if my two cents were a dime words can't transcend time your soul clicks like a clock that you can't rewind You're about this life but it's not about you fame cuts with a knife when it gets less new On the road less traveled angels wait in silence but on the roads unraveled the demons are your guidance It might be well lit when you're sulking in a pit but within time this life is a slit and your life is more fit think about it were you given one just to buy **** Being on top is priceless the day your body buries your tomb will rest with the best but that's all you've ever carried
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Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC
Timelines
Like a siren who can't sing Or a bird with one wing Theres life in your bones like stones of moss But your meaning is far lost Theres you and theres me But two we cant see Our eyes are only physical Our minds are two dimensional A mind is a prison That only grasps memories Theres no true reason With no true realities Possibilities have no limit Like our space that carries light A body breathes a last minute But spirits destroy time in deaths might
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May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
The Possibilities of You
When reality unstitches at the seams Its better to be bare For theres still a dream In every nightmare
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
Worn Bed Sheets
I blare my conscious mind but stay mute Im a forest sunset with a fading glare Rummage through my thorns tear apart my roots in the center a void is there Playing aloud is the devils flute And it will strip me bare From the top of my hair To the tip of my boot
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 12:48 AM UTC
Devil's Flute
A rose doesnt surrender Until the day it mourns Youre oppressive but tender Like flowers grown with thorns There will be winds you dont know And the rain may pour But in time your roots grow And with mine you have more If picked from a forest i believe youd still flourish For every second that passes your spirit surpasses When your clouds begin to cry I pray you pay it no mind behind every grey sky There is a light you will find
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
Lovely Thorns