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 Apr 2016 stéphane noir
Shades31
A clown with many gags
A fool with many faces
Your name in the mud, drags
As he travels many places

Who hides behind the mask
To cover all the scars
Of his long, drip-filling flask
With pain from here to Mars

Why redirect the flow
Of the water that possessed you
To hurt the lives, you know
Of the ones who, by you, stayed true?

When they were by your side
You took it all for granted
But you had to, them all lied
As an evil who, them, haunted
Who needs enemies with friends like these...
This probably is what happens to bullies. They've endured so much pain, they want to take it out on everyone else....on their friends...
Stop redirecting... Face your problems. Don't hide. Don't hurt those who cared for you
 Apr 2016 stéphane noir
oni
they said that
"what doesn't
**** you
makes you
stronger",

and even though
you didn't
**** me,
you sure
left me
feeling dead
"what doesnt **** you makes you wish you were dead"
Lay down on your head
Although nightmares may be painted red
there is good in the bad
but there is bad in the good too
So dream a dream of silver and gold
Dream a dream worth saving
Dream a dream for you
Dream a dream for the world
But dream the one dream
that is worth saving
There will always be bad in the world but there is always good.
There is the sad in the happy moments.
There will always be pain, it just depends on how deal with your pain that makes you...you.
 Apr 2016 stéphane noir
Sky
Off
the top of my head
What can I write
off the top of my head?
Can I write a true, for-real poem?
Or just a bunch of nosense,
riddles from a gnome?
What can I create just by simple improvisation,
by simpling tossing words at a wall?
Will it be something to awe and inspire you all?
Will this poem simply crash and burn,
drag me behind it as it falls?
I don't know,
I will not know,
until I share this burst of improvisation
with the world.

Tell me now,
is it shining gold
or pitiful coal?
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