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Jose Valdovinos  Sep 2014
skating
Jose Valdovinos Sep 2014
Trought these rought and cracked sreet.
Seems to remind me of life strugles and dispares.
But just like my skateboard that keeps going foward with every push I take.
I see know that no matter how big a problem, you got to keep pushing.
For the road is everlasting, but its time we dont have so just keep
Pushing.
Jessica Rae Sep 2013
Comfy, cute attire.
So far away from my very wire.
Enjoying beautiful night skys,
with the beautiful late nights,
to agaze the beautiful light's lies.
Flames emerge left and right,
putting up with life's strugles, all dressed in white.
We are sitting in life's limbo,
As day we wait and see which path is ours to follow.
(est.j.r.e.)
jeffrey conyers Sep 2012
We, who know responsibilities.
Laugh at the young that knows bankruptcy.
Well, we don't laugh.
But feel they never comprehended many things.
It's a generation gap.



We, who was taught to go out and earn.
Install these values in our child to learn.
They won't hear statements that other loves to speak.

Like I want my childrens to have.
What I didn't have?
Why teach them easy?
When self respect comes from personal strugles.
It's a generation gap.

It's like receiving your first pay check.
You honestly can profess.
It's yours.
And yours alone.

But watch the pride of a smile upon your parents face.
While they know you earned your way.
And your pay.
While taking in truth.
They installed hard work into you.

We, who know?
It's okay to speak your mind.
But you have limits on company time.

Except childrren's today just speak out.
Ask many parents.
Why the kids are out of the house?
It's a generation gap.

But one thing parents teaches you more.
That you will adapt too.
It's the phase.
As long as you in my house.
You follow my rules.

Now, ask yourself?
Hadn't you spoken those exact words too.
It's a matter of fact.
Jose Valdovinos  Sep 2014
ur sent
Jose Valdovinos Sep 2014
I pass right by u and catch ur sent.
That sweet aroma that make me forget.
Dont know what it is,but is just so pleasent.
For that brief second made my day.
Back to the real wrold,where all my strugles
Arise.
But cant wait for the day again where u pass by,
Once again I catch ur sent and it takes me
Away.
undefined  Nov 2013
turkey day
undefined Nov 2013
{vent}..

at very least (on a gut level)
most everyone is thankful
for still breathing in&out;,
i'm just not [i know that now]

so,
"here's to lacking the courage of one's convictions," i suppose..
i'm thankful that...
i haven't killed myself yet.??

why is this not a memorial holiday with like candle light vigils and ****
to honor and show remorse for all the lost lives of loved ones, native americans,
the families ripped apart by nonsense, power strugles and "religious freedom,"
the plagues that were brought to the new world by english
and all the ******, theft and pointless killing of rightful countrymen
and landholders because of racism ignorance and Hate..?

i'm getting away from all the "facebook updates"
and going for a walk now, to try and hold a bit of sanity still.
i'll hopefully find a friend or two and stuff this deep cavern of emptiness and hurt
with turkey and good cheap wine . .

**** this "holiday"

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