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Mar 2015 · 521
She Is Mine
Purple Rain Mar 2015
One once told me;
to give up on people I can't get
That was one saying I will never forget
And that was it
I said I would never give up it
And yep,
I can't find another face, to replace
Your the best I ever had,
For we will never go bad
I am forever not sad,
but forever glad
For I see my heart, and soul rapped around yours
As we look up to the years and more
We see No gun, nor weapon;
that can **** our passion that we adore
I dreamed of I girl,
I would have all through this war
My love for you is stronger than ever more
Even any human being I can dream of;
can not compare
for you and I would would both stare at the purple sunshine in the air
- purple rain
Mar 2015 · 883
Death By An Dark Angel
Purple Rain Mar 2015
The moon is bright,
as bright as your beautiful eyes
Your soul is sweet as candy,
Your heart is dark,
Wicked as the devil him self
If I can change your heart I would,
If I could fight all your demons,
But they destroy me deep inside
I'm not strong enough,
your only thing that can destroy me
Physical and mentally
If you follow the trail,
come in my mind
Of the wicked woods of darkness,
**** all the monsters that live inside these woods
They run and fleet from you,
Because your so dark, stronger than anything "any god I can image"
The beautiful angel I was in love with,
Now my tears come from my eyes of the name Isabella
I'm paralyzed of the neck down
Because your magic is so strong, I refuse to fight you
You grab me by the neck,
Your eyes red as blood
I looked you in the eyes and told you I love you
I closed my eyes and told you
- Never more
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Mar 2015 · 1.7k
Her own
Purple Rain Mar 2015
She's searches for the path that takes her right,
But of course; it's out of sight
She's makes life long commitments
For in her belly there is a figment
"Three months old"
she says "it is distant"

Her mom asks with Constance's,
how she's supposed to take care of something of her own,
because when it comes to her own self;
Well, she is all alone

every night there is a wish she grants
too find away out what she can't
For smoking ****,
and doing wrong deeds
Doesn't fit her needs

For she dreams higher
She wants to be admired
Not undesired...
Mar 2015 · 948
My Size
Purple Rain Mar 2015
She's not the definition of a size zero,
But she's a "10"
she is not a straight line,
But her curves are defined
She's not a model
But she's has the beauty of an angel
She's not on the cover of a magazine,
But looks seven teen
She's not Einstein
But her body brilliantly shines
She's doubts she's the average size
But the guys consider her A "grand prize."
Mar 2015 · 633
If we could be friends...
Purple Rain Mar 2015
We argue for what it's worth
We like to go back and forth,
say words we don't mean,
For there is hate in between

We talk behind each other's backs
For we both say "what kind of friend is that."
it both causes us to crack
One more step till it all turns black
For Our conscience is what we lack
We both don't hold back
For if its a smack of words or actions
It causes a ton of reaction

When the action is already said and done
The friendship we have is none,
As more hate has begun
We feel awful,
For this becomes a endless cycle

We both ask "why can't we stay friends."
But we don't want to continue doing backbends
For were both thinking it has to end,
We all say it ended in a way we didn't Intend
But the truth is
If we wouldn't have tried to have each other break and bend,
We would still be friends.
this poem is about what's really going on in my life today...
Mar 2015 · 412
Together We Stand
Purple Rain Mar 2015
From a young age we are told
"we are all the same."
For if your not,
they look down in shame
As if we are all different copy's of the same old books
For your looks is considered weird,
And unwanted
till this day you are always taunted

If there was a way; we say,
I would have wanted to be the same
For my red hair and freckles
Have me named "Red flame"
And It seems as if I'm the one to blame
For I am all alone,
just because I have an identity if my own?

I ask myself, why do they pick?
throw sticks and bricks,
For their quick to be the judger,
But they lack to discover
that if we're all a book,
Why don't people give the story a look?
For if we tried Getting to know each other
we just might grow fond of one another
And might decide,
That we like the persons inside
For we would all stand side by side
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Mar 2015 · 339
we are slaves
Purple Rain Mar 2015
Used and abused
Mistreated, and confused
We stand out in the blistering cold
but nobody cares, because we're consider street poles
Ours souls are young, and we just want to be let free
Did you know we're often taken over seas
Most of us are mistaken for ******,
Because we stand at your local corner stores

Miserable and alone for we are empty souls
We our taken for money
As I am now considered to be your honey...

You don't understand that we are slaves,
and this is how we're forced to behave
If there would have been a way,
I would have gotten out
Would have had a life where I didn't have to lookout
it's to late now,
To even escape
To late to reshape the life of a beautiful girl,
Who was taken for ***, drugs and everything *******
For I am dying of a vicious disease and more
human traffic
Mar 2015 · 1.1k
God
Purple Rain Mar 2015
God
Dear god,
I wear the cross on my chain
As your prays are forever conducted into my brain
And out through my vain
You have a strain on me to do good
For within you I forever could
With me, you forever stood
As I knew you would

For that I'm always grateful
For you are my secret angel
You fly high,
way up in the sky
Looking down making sure I don't drown
And for you I promise never to frown
Or ever turnaround, but to keep on going
Knowing, and showing to way for others
For ****** Mary one of my mothers
Mar 2015 · 1.5k
Eyes are a looking glass
Purple Rain Mar 2015
Your eyes appear to be the norm
Says everybody who hasn't been through this storm
The storm of lack of self love, and hate
Few escape
For your eyes are a looking glass,
only few see the world through your past
For Most of them are the kind of blind
Where you blatantly chose not to look
Through their innocent eyes
  
Covered in a mass
Because your looking through the glass
Of negative thoughts created
You think your not perfect,
And you hate it...

You are much Broken
Broken because the self image
Is what you may call undesirable.
Undesirable to the world is what YOU think
But really the reason behind it is weak
We just keep say it's life that has us deep
But truly it's it's the lack of self confidence
Well I say "your something special"
Because if you looked closely
The ghostly thought in your mind would realize your the one blind

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