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Internal Conflict with External Conflicts.
Time moves on and people revert back to their old ways leaving chaos in their wake. / Spoiling memories, past and future. / I am not a toy.
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Cambiar: (V) To Change
Change tackles a broad spectrum of life. / You change your hair, you change your underwear, you change your shoes. / How the hell could someone change their Personalities in the blink of an eye.
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Afterthought
Trials and Tribulations. / Miles and Hesitations got me struggling and tussling to hold on to you. / It's like I have to convince you that love is worth fighting for and money is nothing but dead gluttonous men that we can spend or save. Let's not spend but save up to get up and out. I want up and out of this town full of memories of you but lacking the subject of my subjected poetry.
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I Cannot Be Held Responsible (For Teenage Angst)
I look for love under boulders and stones because angels cannot help. / Heaven parted the land with seas so I cannot see my dream. / So I am left in the eye of the storm and Tsunamis got me feeling hopeless,
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I Wake Up Exhausted
The Catalyst to the endless torture of my mind. / It lurks beyond the twilight waiting for the starry skies and droopy eyes to kick in and tap me out of the match of heavy weight limbs and and light weight bed sheets. / It whispers and creeps under my pillow humming endless tunes and catch phrases to remind me of the day i had laid to rest. Initiating the hours yet to come.
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Jungle Fever
Temptress during stormy nights when his arms are too far for me to grasp. / She gazes through my eyes. Takes my fingers in her hands. / I fear she wants more from me than I can ever give.
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I Surrender
You got me in a frenzy. / Friendly Fire ignited through the core of my body. / Speeding over Highways and parked cars on local streets.
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We the People
I write so I can be heard. Because actions speak louder but without words, Actions get mislead by failed revolutionary attempts. / I write to put my Mind at ease. So I wont be misread. / If only understood by the front and the back of my college ruled notebook
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