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Madeysin Mar 2015
I don't really do this, but I cannot sleep, I really need someone to talk to? Comment and I'll message you.
Please
Purple Rain Mar 2015
Your on the outside looking in,
It's sad how unmotivated She has been
She's making her way slowly
The ride is getting coldly unenjoyable
For Shes no longer able,
No longer stable,
No longer capable

But your just on the outside Looking in
Every now and then,
Shes wonders what you see
Is it hard trying to be who She be's?
For Once she lost the key,
She payed the cost

Without a key,
Beauty is the only thing she is unable to see
That's why when you look in the eyes of "she"
You wish to run and flee
For her eyes are contained with what looks to be;
The Red Sea  

Her heart is black and blue
For all the bolts are unscrewed
She wishes for everything to undo
But your just on the outside looking at her doom
Minuscule Ego Mar 2015
It’s 4:20
I’m with my B bros,
Blunt and ****
Faded as hell,
High life.
Its nightfall,
I’m popping up em bottles,
Inhaling the good *****,
Exhaling the *******,
Floating ocean high,
People say it’s a crutch,
Well, crutches help people walk,
I can’t erase it,
I can’t stop it,
No one to blame,
Life is meant to be lived,
100% agreeable,
Don’t judge me,
It’s my choice,
Hope they understand,
Let em fools talk,
Talk is free,
Experience is what you get,
When you don’t stop trying,
Life is full of imperfections,
There’s no other way to be perfect,
Hold on, wait a minute,
I see *** holes,
They aren't playing any roles,
Veins are pumping,
Eyes are dilated,
Anxieties are high on the level
Modesties, lofty on the average,
One shouldn't be afraid to be different.
Nick Strong Feb 2015
A kindly comment
Or a deadly thought
Can equally be delivered
But take a moment
A pause of time
To remember
How each one felt
When dealt
All of us have felt the critic (s)words, cut through our work. This is a gentle reminder , that we have feelings .
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
I've been wanting to leave,
Being forced to stay,
I'd have less hassle,
Throwing life away;
No cards left to play,
Preparing for the storm,
Forever a rainy day.
Always In doubt,
You don't need to know,
What your life's about,
It's irrelevant.
Wanting to pack,
To be held back,
To see things postpone,
Left a message,
After the tone.
To support United,
Forever alone.
Should have known,
Pain from your pillow,
Cuts right to the bone.
That's where scars are left,
That mustn't be shown.
Not the strength to stand,
Head buried in the sand,
But you are not alone,
Please lend me your heart,
Hold out your hand,
When it's already written
;
To be expected,
To have no friends,
To feel rejected.
Where can I see,
my journey painted,
I want to know,
Why I was ever created.
Drawing a picture,
Leaving her tainted.
There are feelings there,
That I can't control.
Producing her being,
To find holes in your soul.
Lost forever,
In cold weather,
Among fields of green,
The most beautiful eyes,
that had never seen,
The colours of the stream,
So angelic and clean,
Please take me back,
To Those Fields,
The Fields,
Of Green.
B Dec 2014
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Currency of the cacophonous conumdrum carried onward in carnivals of catatonic cherubims trading virtual cadence for confidence and compliments.
To be read in your meanest rapper tone, ha
Tiffany Marie Nov 2014
I was made by you
created by you
born from you
loved by you
now I'm with you
been with you
stuck to you
just like glue
made by you
kissed by you
always with you
Poem made by:Tiffany Gold
I thought of this as an amazing Love type poem please comment and like
Tiffany Marie Nov 2014
All from love and distance
I only know your All From Love
Hearts and stars and gold and diamonds
never got me anywhere but today I will share but
only love is in my hair.....
I was bored and feeling creative when I wrote this poem.Please leave comments!THX!
Daylight 4U2C Sep 2014
...It's shame..when they force you into the power game....


Carry wisdom on your back,
if you plan on coming back.
You'll be losing such good friends,
til' the power game ends.
The power game goes on,
until the end of pride.
Does it make you seem strong,
when you've lost your kids and wife?
It was just a little skirmish,
but to you it's all much more,
with every little fight, you believe you're fighting war.

It's survival of the fittest,
and the thinnest,
they can fall.
If they don't know what their saying,
they should never speak at all.
Climb mountains with that energy
to say what you thinks right,
and when your finally tired of it,
will you have a life?

...It's shame..when they force you into the power game....
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