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Deon Jun 2015
You don't need to be Alan Poe
Just write what you know
It doesn't have to be great in the end
It doesn't need a rhyme
Just one word at a time

You shouldn't be alone
Since your thought are your own
Your writing is your friend
It'll stay till the end

Don't lie or conceal
Just  writing can heal
If you don't already you should pick a pen and just let it flow. It really helps alot
Deon May 2015
My heart is life bomb
With a count down timer
And it beats faster now
Reminding me my time is near

I wish that life wasn't so short
It had a lot of bad days yes
But with some good memories too

I see no paradise above
I don't think I'm on fire either
I only see the world
With no fairies in them

As my timer approaches zero
On this life bomb with no reset
I just lie back and wait
Waiting till I self destruct
Deon May 2015
Why does no one ever listen
          And those that pretend to do
                   Never truly understand
Maybe it's just best to shut it inside *inner voices*
Deon May 2015
I don't pray
It makes me hope
I don't hope
It hides me from reality
I don't plan for the future
For things rarely turn out the way we expect
I just live the moment
Doing what I can
While I still can
But I don't pray
Not saying it's wrong I just don't pray but I respect the architect of the universe
Deon May 2015
I don't pray
                                                      It makes me hope
             I don't hope
                                                      It blinds me from the truth
                          I don't plan for the future
                                                      Things rarely turn out the way you plan  I just live the moment
                        Doing what I can
                                                While I still can
                                                                      But I don't pray
Deon May 2015
Only the pen
                and my ink stained
                                     book truly understand
everyone else has a second hand opinion
Deon May 2015
If you went up
Past the moon
Past the sun and the stars
You won't see any paradise
Just darkness
It's void it's dark
With millions of stars
But no paradise
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