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 Dec 2014 I'm fine
Daisy May
Cutter
 Dec 2014 I'm fine
Daisy May
The cutter will cut in a cutters world,
the hurt won't stop in a life unfurled,
the blood will drip like drops of rain
eaten alive by sorrow and pain
you will feast on smiles and greed
but Ill just cut and watch it bleed
Feast on my words
for I am the dead poet.
Ink to the paper
the past is my moment.

Written down to the second,
the minutes might say.
History's forgotten
the battles will rage.

Sentenced for crimes,
my expressions are free.
Lock me up in the cell,
nothing taken from me.

The thoughts in my head
will always remain.
Touched by the emotions,
the abuse and some pain.

Pent up with the silence,
speak up with the truth.
Explode with your pen,
no moment is mute.

Now I lay in the ground,
dead as the others.
Remember my words,
fellow poets,  my brothers.
Freedom of expression shall never be taken away
"Be careful who you call a King"**

All the romantic girls want a 'knight in shining armour'
All princesses want some noble king to sweep them off their feet
All the bad girls want a rebel who's mean with lots of green
Well... I'm all three

I want the joker
Who can outwit the knight in a fight with only his words
Who can make the king laugh with accents and gestures so absurd
Who can cause the rebel to cry and fly away like a scared little bird
I want the joker

I'm a poet
I need the joker to take away the sadness in the words I write
I need the joker to willingly fight for me with his own life
I need the joker to stand tall and proud, yet admit when he's not right
I need the joker to love me fully, unbiasedly and with all his might
I'm a poet

Knights are overrated
Kings are old and outdated
Rebels are deathly fated

Jokers are an eternity
Cause laughter can surely never die
Jokers are everything
Cause my heart will surely never cry
 Dec 2014 I'm fine
Unpuresoul
Fate
 Dec 2014 I'm fine
Unpuresoul
Fate, It's a funny thing
Some say It's make believe
Some say its worth anticipating
but fate is more than you perceive

It may come and go as pleased
and it may bring a new eve
it will leave some diseased
and some will achieve

but through the course
of time is no stranger
to those who show remorse
and pose as no danger

feel the hands around you
and ask if they know fate too
because fate is more than you perceive
Reach the world
in the gleam of light
From the pitch black cave
to super bright

Open your eyes
to the great big blue
Smiling faces
and demons too

Shining sun
then darkened gloom
Pouring rain
seals it's doom

Growing older
from months to years
Waste away in
blood stained tears

Cruel but simple
damaged this place
Surrounded by sorrow
craving our space

Death bed ridden
withered with hate
Eyes were blinded
by substance and stain

Into the box,
I lay perfectly still
We destroyed the world,
now swallow the pill
Born into a perfect world then it turns as we destroy this planet with hate and remorse
 Nov 2014 I'm fine
Just Melz
She cries late
                  every night
     Turns off all the
                           lights
         Sits in bed
bawls
             her eyes out
      in the dark
Cutting out pieces
      of her heart
No one can see
                          the scars
           of her sewing
back up her chest
       Soon she will be
             an empty shell
        Hopefully
                    putting her soul to rest
If her heart
                    is no longer there
It can't get broken,
              right?
If no one can see
                          the tears
Then she never cried,
                     right?
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