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Bones Feb 2020
stars fall apart, and i want to fall
if i go to Mars, will my gravity hold me still
tie a rope around my waist
let me float in outer space
i wish to be like a supernova
i want to be a known person
but i'll disappear
almost immediately
so i guess
earth is ok to me
Bones Feb 2020
As the bells rang across the land
and people fell down on knees
He took them by the hand
and stood them up
and the declared
"Oh you are free, hallelujah"
with ****** swords on the ground
and hands of guilt all around
they stood and said to the rest
"Hallelujah"
but with power given back to them
one stood alone and spoke
"how do you trust them"
"we don't even know them"
he shouted and stood his ground
before looking at the battleground
and he rang his warsong bells
above everything he lost that day
he stared out at the men stilled
and he stopped and said
"Hallelujah"
with people freed and war derailed
everyone just sang out
"Hallelujah"
Bones Jan 2020
i think she's as sweet as boba,
a calming breeze
she is just there for me,
shes's as pretty as a poppy
bright as day,
like a star thats far away,
i can't hold her
since she went away
when she used to hold me
i felt so light and happy
but she left
and left me alone
the reason why
i won't love again
Bones Jan 2020
clauses of cold cases
and deaths deemed done
hidden clues closed down
murders never solved
yet we focus on what happened
but we do not know the struth
Bones Jan 2020
in my hands i can hold
only a few items
but will you give me
the thing i want most
can i hold your heart
Bones Jan 2020
I thought i saw a piece of heaven,
but that was just a dream
i thought you cared about others
but maybe you do it for you
loyalty has no bounds, they say
but what happened to you
your wings are burnt and soiled
with deaths that were not your fault
your halo is cracked and dim
with shadows that overtake you
how did you fall down here
where hate grows like weeds
why did try to save us
when we are unclean
angel who falled to save us
give them back their wings
though they are not perfect
they mean everything to me
Bones Jan 2020
Genetics code only our body
our personalities are based on society
they said we make the choices
the facts we make ourselves
developing nature over maturity
making children conform to simplicity
difficult parts of our lives, made to seem false
our truths have been twisted to see fake
scars are just temporary, but that's just a lie
changing ourselves for others
building ourselves into molds
we are born to fit in
forced to confine to small boxes
and broken bottle tops
stable is a word to describe torture
as everyday we spin a tale
of how we are feeling so great
of how our lives are going perfect
isn't it fun to lie
about everything
welcome to reality
to all the fake faces
and repressed emotions
welcome to the war
inside ourselves
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