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You are the words I speak
The pause in between
Where I linger for a while

You are the thoughts I seek
The inspiration from within
Where I submerge denial

You are my heartbeat at its peak
The blood rush through ravine
Where all is cleansed of vile

You are the irrationality I tweak
The insanity that was forseen
Where I lose myself and smile

You are the glow that leaks
The inner beauty that they all mean
Where it paints all I see mile by mile
Shared on Hello Poetry on February 9, 2016
Copywrite under Bianca Reyes
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Enjoy....maybe?
Listen people to my story
Come children
It's not a fairy tail
But I'm sure you'll like it anyway

Once I was a warrior
Fighting through the world
Many battles I've won
Just because of glory upon.

I killed many, I would say
I know it's morbid
But I liked it that way

People called me a hero
But I think I was
The encarnation of evil

The glory I'd won
I tried to dissipate

Now people hated me,
I knew
So with torches on fire
To my door they would walk though

One day,
They came to my house
Burned the hole thing down
And left me screaming

Are you seing my skin?
Wrinkled and thin?
They are from the flames
Of that very same day.
I thought of it by being an old man that was trying to explain some kids why his skin was like that while trying to entertain them.
Being happy by nothing
Being sad by everything
The girl that
Smiles within

Eyes of chocolate and mint
Curly cue hair
Made of ink
Bounces while she walks

Never opens her lips
To talk
But sometimes
A giggle escapes her mouth
One step up
I'm falling down
Can you hear my scream?
I'm about to hit the ground

           Adrenaline, no fear
       The movie slow-motion
     Has dispeared

One tud on the ground
I'm fainting now
Can you hear my pulse?
I'm almost gone

             No adrenaline, fear
         The movie slow-motion
     Has reapeared

One white and red car
I'm dieing now
Can you hear the beep?
My eternal sleep is here
You are my poetry,
Sometimes you are easy to understand,
Sometimes you are hard,
And sometimes you are beyond my reach,
But you are so beautiful,
That I don't want to give up on you
Sometimes the things that you say,
Fly over my head,
Leaving me dazed and confused,
But I love you
Sometimes you are what you say you are,
And sometimes you take it too far,
There are things I like about you,
And things I don't,
But they make you, You
So, I want both
You are all the great poets fused into one body,
One perfect poetry
Isn't it true
That once you die
Some belive
That your soul still survives?

If it's like that
Maybe will give it a try
Point a shotgun to my head
And say 'bye bye'
The walls not only have ears
They have eyes
But eyes that need glasses

So you do, you say
The walls spread
But it's uncertain

The rumors exist
So between four walls
There ain't a corner where you can be safe
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