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Its all just a bad repetition
Come through the door to find nothing has changed
Come through the door to find nothing has changed

How frustrating it becomes
When all you do is Just what you did yesterday
Hello in the Morning
Goodbye in the evening

Your life has a ratio
1:1
That is just you
And a mirror is all you have

Its a drag
You have to decide
You don't have to die inside

Somethings change
Only You can try
Voice up
I will Be There
You're my shining star

I will be There
You're the love of my life

I will be There
You're heart's close to mine

I will be There
Always By your side...
One way or the other
Something is bound to happen
Someone is bound to do something we never think of

One way or the other
He who will try to be a hero
Will be the one to feel the most impact
The full wrath
The throb
The rhythmic beating

Baffled
From what they had not foreseen
The spontaneous
Yet necessary
Reaction
Honour
She said it must be earned
He said you can't buy
They've heard it all before
But all still say it like its new

Honour
Your folks aren't young
Grey hairs
No hairs
Honour they know

Honour
Without the tribulations it don't exist
Without the tears it won't be ceased
Sleep with the mind wide open
Awake with your eyes ready to see

For what is not seen
Little is known about
What is not known
No one dares to believe

Honour is for We to know who we Are
It is for We to know how to treat one another
For Us to give
For Us to keep

Honour is a valuable Legacy
All of us deserve it
Temper temper
Got most killed
Temper Bravely shouts when most keep quite
Temper kicks down closed door they kept Shut

I punish
They suffer
I flourish
They Parish

So much Flair
From their Fear
So much pain
From my slain

Temper has style
Temper has direction
It goes where its needed
Its safe for those who respect it

Temper has Flair
Temper is Fair
Mind
Body
Soul
Heart
Art can only shine

Bravery
Pride
Ego
Pushes impossibilities toward possibilities

Give
Take
Steal
The mind always create something new

A brave Art
Is a sacred Heart...
Writing has been a part of me since
high school tendencies to pass time
Never aware of the impact words written could do
all I read is what I used to write
all you write I read and know

How it affects me is beyond me
Its logical to believe
in a path stepped on
leaves a trail to follow
Followed it leads you away and toward
safety that's in the heart like a drawing in the head
Only that it is not shared no trace can
be found
So sad
We could've known the art

It is opportunity now ain't it
We can let, give, put, take
All forms of artistry on a piece of internet
for it to be torn only to still remain
No reason to be scared
It is now clear
You are safe forever
I have made it home

Hello Poetry
I am no poet
But
I'm Home

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