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 Aug 2016 RuNe
complexify
suddenly
 Aug 2016 RuNe
complexify
the storm calmed
the flood subsided.

x

and suddenly i don't know you anymore
crossed my mind
 Aug 2016 RuNe
Angelina
Right now, as we speak, there's a little boy, aged five
Pushed aside on the corner of his mat, where he naps
His fingers are clenched onto shredded crumbs of bread
He managed to get his hands on this morning despite his mother's constant nags
About having to save the last few bits for his new born sister  
Ashes and rubble are his best friends ever since he can remember
Disturbance aches him no more
For everything he's ever known are dents  
He wouldn't know what the other side of the rainbow looks like, let alone both
For he's never encountered a rainbow during his yelps of pain
Pressure, abundance of destruction, humiliation
His innocent weeps never reach aid
He is now used to it
No more room to present emotion
For everything he's encountered will forever be frozen in time
He wouldn't know what peace is, ever
For contrarily that would be foreign to him
Therefore, somewhere in this world, silence takes over
This little boy whose whole life has been built on lies and disruption
Tagged on the wall as a symbol of my emotions, thoughts and sense.
Giving life to the chaos in my head, guarded by a moral fence.

Seen as a punk, and never taken as creative,
always wondering when the blue lights show if he can escape it.

Rebellious and stubborn is the label.

They don’t understand when you’re out there you’re free.
You can finally open your eyes and truly see,
that this urban canvas in front of me, is how I express emotionally.
 Aug 2016 RuNe
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
i like to hear the rain tapping on the pain

tapping once tapping twice tapping once again

running just like teardrops from a teary eye

rolling down the glass as they go rolling bye



then the sun comes out and dries away the rain

i will wait once more until it rains again.
 Aug 2016 RuNe
SøułSurvivør
It was a dark and stormy night
The moon was like a ghost
New, it was a sliver
Misty. Foggy. Lost.

Lightning all around it
Dancing on the breeze
Thunder took it in its arms
To Tiptoe Through the Trees

Liquid glinted on its face
Flowed down to cheek and jowl
A madman's laugh arose from it
As the wind began to howl

Yes, if raindrops are as tears to him
They are tears of Mirth
For he looks down upon us fools

*And laughs for all he's worth!
Thanks again Hello Poetry!

It's 12:30... time for shut eye... =_=

Goodnight all!

-
 Aug 2016 RuNe
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
when the sun is shining it makes the world seem bright

fills you up with happiness brings you such delight

high up in the sky sending down its ray

giving us its warmth on such a lovely day..



just a little sunshine we all like to see

brightens up your soul makes life seem so free

shining up above shining oh so bright

makes the world seem better and everthing seem right
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