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 Jun 2014 a h
Manqoba
Story
 Jun 2014 a h
Manqoba
Trying so hard to impress other people,
You forgot to impress yourself
Won over the hearts of other people,
You lost the love you used to have for yourself.

You took the time and built your own prison cell,
Where the freedom to be who you are,
Has been chained up by society’s ideology of who you are.

Your ignorance to love has caused you to find joy in;
Breaking heart,
Breaking rules,
Even breaking the law
I know deep down you still want to be cared and loved for.

Pushed your innocence of a cliff
Evil grew you wings
It was round about the same time you flew away from everything you once believed.

Wrote a million pages,
About how drowning in an ocean of superficiality has set you free
Yet when I look deep into your eyes,
It tells me a different story.
 Jun 2014 a h
Alexis
Untitled
 Jun 2014 a h
Alexis
You're sad...
they think you want to hurt yourself.
You're angry....
they think you'll **** someone.
You're happy...
they think you're high.

Can you ******* win anymore?
ANNNGRRYY with schools and how if you show one ******* emotion you'll get called out for it; they wonder why kids are so stressed at such a young age now but HONESTLY look at how administration is dealing with teenagers emotions. you can't show any ******* feeling anymore.
 Jun 2014 a h
Sydney
I know I am often sad and tend to block out the universe.
I know that I lack the qualities that your last lover obtained, but I promise to stay true.
When your fragile soul aches at 3:00am I'll be right there besides you singing you to sleep.
When the hateful words of society come flooding through your ears I'll be right there besides you proving them wrong.
You are beautiful.
I love you.
 Jun 2014 a h
ilina286
10w!
 Jun 2014 a h
ilina286
You make me feel things
I have never felt before
 Jun 2014 a h
Tate Morgan
Soul Mates
 Jun 2014 a h
Tate Morgan
How many times have I met you
in the strangers that passed me by
Were you the one that touched my coat
the friend that once kissed me goodbye

How often have we stood in line
just to watch loved ones go to war
Then brushed away the tears of hope
as they ran off to join the Corps

Were you the one whose heart had ached
when my ship drifted out to sea
The foundered soul whose anchor broke
the one whose dreams had yearned for me

Are we destined to always be
just passing strangers in the night
Whose ebbing flowing tides of love
never met when the time was right

So many lifetimes come and go
between ill spent youth and the grave
Hopes and dreams of generations
hold the memories we all crave

Perhaps I am still the little child
with a heart once broken in two
That walks the well-worn streets of old
searching for memories of you
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Tate
The original version with music and pictures

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/527918/
Don't we all wonder if another is the one for whom we were meant?
How many lifetimes must we pass by before our soul finds it's hearts desire?
This was for the green eyes cased in Honey Hue, that I once knew.
May she find this dream to be her own . i have at times wondered about this idea. What if we lived again and again only to walk right past our soul mate each time ?
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