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Love is uncontrollable

Love is bright
Love is strong
Love is fire
Love is pain

Love is contradictions

Love letting go
Love is holding on
Love is joy
Love is sadness

Love is powerful

Love is fast
Love is lasting
Love is cunning
Love is sweet

Love is lost

Love is books
Love is stories
Love is fake
Love is dead

*Love is just a dream
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Get up and move the hell on
He doesn't mean you any good
He was just ******* up all of your energy and making you feel bad about yourself
He was just there to pass the time away
He was just there so that you didn't feel lonely
You knew the love left a long time ago
So what are you holding on to?
Regrets? Pain?
What's the point of moping around when he already moved on?
You better pull your head up and remain strong
You're better than this
You're stronger than this
You deserve so much better
You will find your better
Stop holding on to the past
Let it go at last...
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i have seen thousands of lights in all the bright places
and i still think the only light that matters
is the one within you
—Things I Want You To Know
to you, my sweet,
my sunshine --
thank you.
for carrying me through the rough waters,
the rock bottom and my own perilous self --
for holding me with your steady hands
after i stumbled and fell into what felt like a chasm
filled with anxiety and despair
for being resolute,
despite my unwillingness to move --
thank you.

i do not know what i did, or what i have done,
to deserve someone so beautiful and kind.

for all that you did and all that you've done,
i will remember,
for always.
a desolate deception of hopeless self expression
a perceptive inception of artistic retention
is this a conversation?
or a list of movie quotes?
pop cultures ascension to our first world dimension
feel the tension...
feel the pulling of the mind
as we spit rhymes about hate crimes ignored for an episode of Family Guy
is this truly the vision of the revolution of rhythm
cause it seems more like derision or apathetic decision
speaking of dismantling systems when we're all caught up in them
when will we be finished?
when we get off our ***** and take molotovs to tyranny
instead of crying in beer glasses
will that amend the cracks in foundation or just be a punchline
we take breaks in the morning noon and nighttime
and we havent been fine in a long time
with cops murdering and wars being waged
we're more concerned with grocery lines and making a good wage
lets end currency cause its holding us back
and let our abilities have the first crack
spread the wealth of the knowledge of a skill or a trade
help those who are enfeebled to make a way
and do it because its the right thing to do
not because you want a soul indebted to you
property is robbery its as simple as that
so raise your black flag and lets take freedom back
Her mind is full of flowers,
daisies sprouting left and right.
But in her heart are dead ones,
for flowers can't bloom without the light.
You know my interests,
My hobbies and passions,
You know what I look like,
And you think I'm attractive.

You know my routines,
You can call my bluff,
You know all the facts,
And you think that's enough.

But knowing about me
Isn't knowing me at all,
If you're afraid to go deep,
How far could you fall?

There's no satisfaction,
In facts or rapport,
Or scripted conversation,
I'm yearning for more.

I want to be known
To the depths of my soul
I'm so tired of surface,
So tired of shallow.

I'm ready to risk it,
So come grab my hand,
And we'll jump together,
Into the deep end.
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the. mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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