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  Dec 2015 Samantha Dawn Stone
Kodis
It's all in your head
Those whispers of revenge
That soothe your racing heart
Making it hard to swallow

You’re safe and sound
While you watch your friends
Hit the ground
You let them down again

Raise up
To your call of praise
To hand out those weapons
Which make them feel brave

Forget who you really are
Wear the mask of your disguise
Turn your head before you shoot the gun
And never look them in the eyes

You played the game once again
But the game is now your goal
You can take lives, but the victims instead
Take a bigger part of your soul

Your eyes of stone look soft to me
I can read what’s on your mind
It seems you’ve decided once again
To **** one of your own kind

It's all in your head
Those voices who ****
Who draw out your weapon
And give you their will

They’re safe and sound
Resting face first on the ground
Who dug this early grave for them?

Stand tall
Hold your head up high
Hold that gun in your hand
Bear no life in your eyes

Forget who you really are

It's all in your head
blood-hungry war leaders
The flowers' petals,
     That shimmer in the sunlight,
          Are plucked carefully
               By children of all ages
                    In order to find true love.
The blossoming trees
Stretch towards the sun lit sky,
Aiming ever so high.
The hospital room
Is shrouded with fear.
"She's with God now,"
Is all I hear.

I fall to the floor
In a mass of tears.
Screams burn my throat
As everyone nears.

I'm pulled into a seat,
My mind still so unclear.
I won't be able to live without you,
Not even for the rest of this year.
This poem is a narrative of the day my Great Aunt Becky passed away.
Life's way is a ruthless one,
With many tears to shed,
And heartaches to visit while I'm alone,
Wishing that I was dead.

Scars cover my skin,
Some long, some short, some deep.
Others see it as a sin,
But I see it only as company while I weep.

Loneliness shrouds me every day,
Along with the anxiety and fear,
Breaking me down in every way.
I can only hope the end is near.

People say to treasure our time on Earth,
But how can I, when I find no worth?
B** righten others' days.
L ove without restrictions.
O pen up your mind.
S hare your joy with others.
S mile like it will be your last.
O pen your heart.
M ake your life worth living.
Acrostic Poem
The blue moon's glow.
The ocean's calm flow.

Into the cave,
A soul so brave.

Darkness covers the walls.
A quick heart beat stalls.

A flicker of flame,
And the darkness was claimed.
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