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Kaylee Harper Nov 2017
Whoever said time heals all wounds is a fool.
Time is a thief.
He waits until you are your most vulnerable.
He waits until you are alone.
He waits until you are content with life
and that's when He strikes.
He'll corner you in the dark on your best-known street.
He'll beat you and He'll beat you.
You will wish you were dead
because you don't think you can take much more.
And still He'll beat you and He'll beat you.
And then, He will give you a break.
As soon as you catch your breath
He'll begin to beat you and He'll beat you.
Until finally, you've had enough.
And Time, well, He just laughs in your face.
And whispers, but oh so loudly, that you will never heal.
He whispers that He will see you soon
to beat you. And He'll beat you.
Jayson Engay Nov 2017
Don't complain if you're facing hard moments in life.
Challenge yourself to face it, challenge yourself to beat it.
we who write in rhyme
all have a rhyming good time
it's because we rhyme
that we're happy all the time

our many lines of rhyme
speak in a manner so sublime
we'll only ever adopt rhyme
for it's truly a meter sublime*

the regular beat of rhyme
is a shared paradigm
all praise we give to rhyme
*so awesome a paradigm
Mila Berlioz Nov 2017
He’s so mad,
But I love him so bad.
I can’t help but to feel so sad.
Tap, tap, tap, my cigarettes pack goes.
Beat, beat, beat, my heart beats for him.
What else can I do, when we aren’t near?
Knock, knock, knock. I knock on his door.
He opens the door, I love him so much.
Can YOU love me madly?
Maria Etre Nov 2017
I grasped my final
breath
and screamed
"I feel alive"
holding on
to the last
beat
the
hit
for
you
Maria Etre Oct 2017
There is
a certain kind of
rush
my body feels
when I pull
my heart out of my chest
and place it
in front of you
trf Oct 2017
i woke this morning to the blues,
tired eyes can’t fathom this phantom news.

fire breathing out his window pane,
in my dream, thought i'd gone insane.

fictitious facts dawned on me,
my heart scrambled for her recipe.
  
                          So i turned it all off and ran away,
           the twenty four hour cycle versus my ten pound nemesis,
                               can't bear this brunt day after day,
            redemption songs need some bliss.

trust in me as trust in you,
find my flaws....... don't perfect them.
a little boy, i'll re-main true,
cease the fire A-gainst the wind.
casualties can't be subdued,
mind the dice........but don't crap out.
there's no ice that seems to dew,
extinguish flames, round your bout.

                                     Be on my side, I'll be on your side.
                                     Be on my side, I'll be on your side.
                                     Be on my side, I'll be on your side.
                                     Be on my side, I'll be on your side.

TRF                                              TENtwoTW­OthousandSEVENTEEN
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