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mary-8
mary-8
Men and women are equal None are above the other In rights and respect Equal Men have strength yes Yet it's women who endure Men and women Both are intelligent As their brains made of the same matter Biologically here equality stands firm Differences of course are there Yet minuscule Appearances cast aside Only  few can be observed Women and men Both are sensitive and feel Yet where women show it; display Men conceal; pretend not to feel Society kills In tactics and ideas Is where our message ends For  too often  it's said to Disregard the thoughts of women Too  dumb and feeble minded to be  Of Value and interest Yet where there's Winston Churchill The mastermind of Britain There's  also Elizabeth the 1st The queen who beat the Spanish Armada Hence with logics like this Any notion of ****** inferiority** Can be easily dismissed As utterly ridiculous.
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:24 AM UTC
Equality
She is ice And he is fire She is an angel And him a devil She's often seen sitting On a park bench Dressed immaculately; rich With her nose stuck  in a book Whereas he's often seen lounging At a squalid pub With a drink in hand Smoke curling from his smirking lips Both polar opposites, Ying and yang. Yet when  together They become one Her Fire can thaw  his ice And his water  tames her fire
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:20 AM UTC
Fire and Ice
Rolling down the hill laughing, tumbling not caring; free as I get coated in grass stains and mud Careful not to smudge the mascara, applying eye liner and sigh in relief to have not  sullied my face saving embarrassment Giddy selecting sweets from the colourful array to buy with MY money; as much as I can! Glancing at my seemingly large stomach in this dress I opt for a salad; as always (bland) but at least  I'll be slimmer Card trades, the politics of the playground, using trickery and bribery to get the best, feeling like a boss Eyeing him with a secure hand in his, falling hard, to notice her gaze at him and subtly securing dominance of his heart. The door bell rings and there stands the gang ready with bikes and water guns to surrender ourselves to the sunny day The Suns out and the lighting is absolutely perfect for a selfie so with a stretched grin I snap, Photoshop and Instagram Toys R Us our haven and envious glances at those who could afford the best and most exquisite Bratz sets or card sets The rare visits to the Apple Store are exciting even to just gaze at the new iPhone 5 and hold it awhile.... The joy oh the joy of reading time, together we sat and took turns, enjoying the sharing of a tale With my phone in hand not a minute goes by that I don't check my Facebook page for notifications
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:19 AM UTC
Childhood fancies
You get the know it alls Their noses stuck rigidly in books like bookmarks You get the geeks Gamers with eyes shrunk; shiny braces flashing You get the quiet ones Assessing everything going on; owlish blinks You get the cheeky ones Hilarious antics all around; always surprising You get the nosy ones With obnoxious questions and averting eyes You get the prissy neat freaks Panicking religiously over messes; loud moaner You get the bossy buck tooth's Spit spraying whilst barking out orders; drone-like You get the wannabes *Prepping up as the popular chicks; total **** ups* And you get me With total judgement and disdain evident Making me a **classic ***** ; plastic With her typical high school stereotypes
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:18 AM UTC
High School
***We search for ways to get high So as to forget the lows***
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:17 AM UTC
Losing ourselves
You came to me On the 14th of February With no chocolates In your hands You must have forgot You came to me And held my hands Whilst telling me that You loved me I was soaring into the sky Then you said but And I saw no roses In your hands Making me crash hard to the ground; so cold On the 14th of February Happy Valentine's Day love I hope she was worth it
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:17 AM UTC
One Cold Valentines Day
History is such an integral subject One if learnt from can change lives It makes people realise; violence isn't the answer It makes people think; of alternate solutions Coming to the conclusion that Peace, integrity and unity Is the only way us humans can thrive. We must learn from the past After all mistakes are made to be a lesson If this is done so Many lives and livelihoods can be saved Alas however the irony of our past is We must watch, agonisingly , as history Continues to repeat itself.
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:16 AM UTC
History
The truth is a bitter and harsh medicine More often concealed than revealed Which is why  ignorance is truly bliss As it puts to bay sadness and innocence lost For those with their eyes shut firmly And their sensitivity in full bloom All you have to do is look at disney ***With their sugar coated Tales of happy endings*** Disguising the horrid truths Undigestible; of the grim brothers grisly tales.
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
Tell me a lie
Life is my grave Yet I don't rest in peace Dirt clogs up my windpipe Bugs crawl into my ears The blackness engulfs my vision And I gasp for breathe As the bitches stab me Relentlessly in the back With cruel whispers and rumors Predatory glints in their eyes Finally choking me With their hypocrisy
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 6:12 AM UTC
Grave