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Preston Brida Apr 2016
A green plant, a deviant to society.
But why so be. When the, so true to me.
Educate before hate, a medication people take for relaxation, a patient in the hospital of time.
Memories of the lies, and despair fill the air not only to realize, a seed of Mother Earth that can mask all of the dark sides and demise. Is not legal in the eyes of the big men.
So again I say, a deviant to society I hide to be, high the key, in the aid to my struggle, a deviant to society.
Preston Brida Apr 2016
It's warm outside yet everyone is cold on the inside. Looking for whatever blanket to cover their consciousness, and warm them themselves from the inside out.
Always doubting themselves, yet their actions project a different movie in the theatre of their peers. A movie of joy and cheer to numb their biggest fears of rejection, not fitting in. Not being able to win.
But when night comes to end and it's just you my friend, trapped with these things you suppress, setting yourself up for nothing but depressed.
Break the chains of your mind, and be true with yourself, are you actually happy or will this be another American tragedy.
Preston Brida Apr 2016
A true friend you've always been there.
When there was no one else who cared alone in a corner and scared. You were a friend. When the weight of the world was so much to bare, my blank stare. you took some of the stress away, you cared, a true friend. As I go through the motions of everyday life, the travesty and the plight, you inspire me and give me reason for excite, a true friend always there. Your green stare enraptures my mind, exhale and reap nothing but the benefits of our friendship. Thank you for what you do despite the fight to keep you down. For like many of us you're just misunderstood and to you I will be your friend in need, your friend indeed.

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