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 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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Space
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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Space...
Has no ending
Space can never be contained
No one can have their own space
It can never be claimed as theirs
Space...
Wish I could go there and get my own
Space...
What a wonderful place
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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Music
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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Oh is my music to loud for you?
Too bad, it's my music!
Music has always been there for me,
More then anyone else has.
Music and I have become 1.
I can never go with out music,
Take away my music then you are taking my life away from me.
Music can change a mood,
Life,
Music isn't just there it communicates to you
You just have to listen to it.
Figure out what that music is saying to you.
Did you know music is alive?
Do you hear the beat, that's its heart beat.
Music has words,
Music has a life.
Music is my life!!
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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Beauty
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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What is beauty?
Is it the way your hair flows?
Is it the make-up you wear everyday?
Is it the cloths that you wear?
No
It's none of those
Beauty is on the inside
Not on the out
Never say your not beautiful/handsome
Everyone is beautiful in their own ways
One way or another
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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Truth
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
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The truth can ****.
The truth...
Something no one,
Wants to hear.
Something that can rip you apart,
Piece by piece.
My heart was ripped in two
The truth ruined my life
It has caused me to think
Am I worth something to somebody,
Am I worth the time and effort,
Am I really human?
Are we just puppets,
In a world
Much smaller then it is,
Or are we alone
Is this small world?
What is truth?
What is life?
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
Madeysin
Sin
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
Madeysin
Sin
They played in the Garden of Eden,
After hours, when the street lights when out,
And the pavement cooled down,
They drank from green hoses,
Fine aged wine in a different world,
He gave her a boost,
Soft hands on bark,
So close to touching the moon,
The earth beneath her,
No fragile wings opened,
They chopped down the tree the next day,
No Garden of Eden,
And no little girl to play,
He spends his days making paper airplanes,
Thinking of the sky that took his bestfriend.
 Apr 2015 Dead Lock
JAM
Good food.
Good drink.
Good friends.
That's all I think.
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