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Beaux Sep 2014
You looked me in the eye and promised
You promised me that one day we'd be okay
You promised you'd be by my side the entire time
Look at me now
You promised that you loved me
You promised things couldn't get any worse
You promised that I had a future
Look at me now
Your promises have shattered me
Your promises cut deeper than any blade
Your promises killed my appetite
Look at me now
Your promises pushed me 1 step
Your promises pushed me 2 steps
Your promises pushed me....
Look at me now
You stare at the box
You stare at the ground
You stare at the stone that marks it me
You see me now
*sigh*
Beaux Sep 2014
My soul is locked away
Deep in my shattered heart
Behind broken walls
Through collapsing tunnels
My soul is locked away
I gave you the key
To the castle of my heart
You came and you destroyed
My soul is locked away
My walls burned
My gates fell
My secrets spilled out
My soul is locked away
You know how to get me
You know how to break me
You know what hurts the most
My soul is locked away
Love was your weapon
Charm was your shield
You shattered me
You're the reason my soul is locked away
  Sep 2014 Beaux
wordvango
I,
individually divided,
we seen in dreams
together...... remaining as I wake.
Separated we desire, breathe,
the same.
A piece of a whole.
Go through through reality
and see.... obsessions, desires.... cosmetically
similar.
It is all so much simpler.
No matter
  the color or place,
face
or mother,
we....
are all the same.
Beaux Sep 2014
I wish peace on you all
So long and goodnight
  Sep 2014 Beaux
Fallen Rebel of Eden
I NEED TO TELL YOU
HOW I FEEL
YOU NEED TO KNOW
THAT ABOVE THE WORLD
IS HOW HIGH YOU USED TO PUT ME
AND HOW MUCH MORE
I HAD PUT IN
LIKE PINS AND NEEDLES
THERE IS NOTHING LIKE
NOT KNOWING THE DESTRUSTION OF THE FALL
WHEN I AM DROPED FROM YOUR TOWER
TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING I KNEW ABOUT GOD
WILL BE CONTINUED AFTER MY BODY HITS THE FLOOR
I'M VERY SURE
BEFORE I CAN STAND UP TO BE A WOMAN
WHEN I STAND UP
DEATH IS IN MY FACE
I CAN FALL JUST LIKE THAT
RIGHT BEFORE YOUR PLACE
BEFORE WE RESOLVE OUR
COMTAMINATED ATROCITIES
BEFORE WE MAKE KNUCKLES CLASH
BEFORE OUR THROUTS STING WITH ANIMOSITY
AND WORDS BRAKE THE RULES OF POETRY
AND BEFORE WE CAN SAY HOW MUCH HATE HAS COMPELLED LOVE TO ESCAPE US
MY NERVES WILL GO BLANK
BEFORE I CAN SEE THE FEAR IN YOUR EYES
WHEN YOU RELISE
WHAT YOU HAD DONE
WILL NEVER BE RELIVED AGAIN TO FIX
MY FAITH IN YOU WILL TIRE
MY BELIEFES SCATTERED
THE PASTENCE LIVES IN YOUR MIND BUT YOU BOUGHT OUT FROM ME
THE PRESENT IS
A DAMAGED GIFT
TOMORROW IS;
UGLY THOUGHTS
AS WELL AS BESIDE YOU
IS COMPLICATED CARNIVAL
YET I LOVE YOU LIKE A SICK
LAMB
OUT OF THE COUNTLESS DOGS
YOU ARE A REAL MAN
LIVING MAD YET CAPABLE
WHEN WE NTERTWINE MAN AND WOMAN WE ARE ROMANIC PASTELS IN OUR EMPIRE
WHILE AROUND US CRUMBLES OUR MONUEMNT
WE WEEP TO STICH
ONLY TO BREAK AND *****
SO RIGHT NOW
RIGHT HERE
BEFORE YOU SHUT ME DOWN
IF YOU COULD MEET ME HALF WAY
NOT ACROSS THE SKY
BUT EYE TO EYE
WHEN I STAND UP
STAY STILL
HEAR ME
AND WALK AWAY.

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden
Beaux Sep 2014
You see
My skin
My face
My size
My hair
My legs
You judge by
My color
My cleft lip
My larger than life style
My single leg
You single me out
You spread rumors
That I steal
That I'm ugly
That I eat 6 meals a day
That I'm pathetic
You judge me by my appearance
MLK had a dream
A dream that his four children
Would not be judged by the color of their skin
But the content of their character
That dream hasn't been lived
I am labeled
I am judged
He gets arrested
She kills herself
She's anorexic
He.
He writes this poem
He brings a voice to this world
He says you don't want to be judged
As much as you judge
You don't want to face the end of that stick
It is laced with poisons
He is still here
Talk to me if you need it
Beaux Sep 2014
Poetry
No other word is needed
Poetry is life
Poetry is love
Poetry is peace
Poetry is family
Poetry
No other word is needed
Poetry is death
Poetry is hate
Poetry is war
Poetry is pain
Poetry
No other word is needed
Poetry
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