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 Aug 2016 Arcassin B
nivek
Testosterone fuelled generations
idealist warrior with teenage mind
speaking the truth as witnessed
the seeming indifference everywhere.

The flood becomes a river
the river a gentle stream
and the stream reaches the sea
where a bigger picture melds.
 Aug 2016 Arcassin B
Kara Jean
I seem to regret many things
Writing unimportant feelings isn't one of them
So for now this is my break
Wish me luck and the power to behave
If there is confusion I'm taking a break. Haha not getting a big break.
 Aug 2016 Arcassin B
what a waste
I'm just a kid trying to have fun
who happens to have a jungle gym
for a tongue.
 Aug 2016 Arcassin B
DC raw love
Love is always a gamble...
There's a lot of feelings at stake...

We play our cards,
hoping the outcome will be right...

It might be my best hand,
but I'm scared and might fold..

Wanting to win her love,
you take a gamble....

The eyes that are on you,
hope things aren't right...

Is this your last chance,
or do u play to the end...

So I write about my though life
Give the strike and pad gripe

So right is right a rewrite
So wrong that wrong is Right

But Armageddon will fight
And ignite the Force flight

The tank and rank politely
Hold the trigger tightly

Raining hard Thunder lightly
Then the Illuminati mighty

All powerful bush Al gore Kennedy
And natzii hover and **** telelepethy

I cause he'll diminishing
Deman and Angel thing

A d
 Aug 2016 Arcassin B
Traveler
I really hate
My cell phone and keys
I lose them like they are part of me
Sunglasses, hats
And four wheel drive trucks
I guess I'm afraid of getting stuck
I gather up my materials
As I depart my cave
I get weighed down in my travels
   Like a medicated Sage
But when I arrive
And the weather turns
I'm always ready
With a joint to burn!
 Aug 2016 Arcassin B
Lizley
I want to be the trees,
the clouds, the stars and the seas
But once or twice I dream of scars
And tonight I wish I am the rain
binding the skies and the earth
two souls that never truly meet

together
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|08.09.2016|
Some rain and someone's pain.
Death is real...
You can never tell when you breathe your last...
so poems are my will...
**& mouthpiece when i return to mere dust
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