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Luna Lynn May 2015
walk with me and take my hand
lead me right into temptation
treat my heart as grains of sand
give way to moderation

on solid hopes and wakened dreams
we have built our own foundation
unstable as the thoughts we seek
to feed our souls of deprivation

lust in mind forever more
adds fuel to acclamation
kisses to determine fault
we are equal to damnation

burn in hell! is what they’ll say
as we accept the invitation
and jump into the deepest pit
of our very own creation
(C) Maxwell 2015
Astral May 2015
You’re not set to have an easy road, you aren’t graced with luck and leisure, you will toil and labor for the things that you need

You will not get help, you aren’t deemed by the mass to be given the grace of the lord, this is the fate of this avenue

You won’t deserve it, but the cosmos has alligned against your favor, you will tend fields of rotted corn and unfertile abyss

You weren’t a lucky one, the world held a gun to you the minute you gave a pulse, unwanted in this darkness it became your craddle

You will ask for help, but will not receive it, for you are the shadow among the other shadows

This is a reality hard to mend, for the ones born to leisure never look under the stones they sit on
Sydney Marie Apr 2015
Thick skin at the age of 16.
Thoughts with more power at 17.
Tongue painted silver at the age of 18.

19.
19.
19.
I wish I had the courage
To tell you
How much I really want
To know you

I wish I had the courage
To say to you
How much I wanted to say hi
To you

I wish I had the courage
To show you
How much I like for you
To be my friend

I wish I had the courage
To let you know
How amazing you are
To be just you

I wish I have the courage...
The courage...
Courage...
That I wish you had too
Annie Apr 2015
The story has gotten old,
A million times been told,

Just the journey of a broken heart,
From desperation to a new start,

The halo and the magical wings,
Seemed like an angel mending broken strings,

Counting the 'could nots' and 'coulds',
Finally got out of the dark woods,

There were trials, the loss, the misplay,
But in the end ,there was victory ,no despair
Fight till the end, since you can.
Gul e Dawoodi Feb 2015
so*  colorful  and  bright  like  a  flowe­r
so  lively  and  cheerful  like  a  *­
child
once were they all,
but the winds of hardship turned them into
burning*  paper   and   *hole
grim-raven Feb 2015
Oh God, Oh God
I had wished a perfect life

As seeds grow into sprouts
Which dreams were possible
Sprouts into seedlings
When life is started to be filled with doubts

Seedlings into trees
Which when failure starts to crossed our minds
Most expectations tends to be lowered
With the reality which hopes and dreams can't empower

It is then we start to think of another option
For the dreams, we thought when we were seeds
Is cleared and decided to just be wrong notions

BUT, the replacement doesn't mean worse
IT doesn't mean real life is cursed
Imperfect openings can lead to the best endings
Especially if you know victory's worth greetings
Dreams are perfect. It is the path that leads us to the thought that they're impossible to reach. It is in our decisions if we'll let the path to bring us to the wrong direction or we'll draw our own path for our own success. One thing is for sure, dream is definitely the key for future.
Gul e Dawoodi Feb 2015
We are not living
We are just trying to  
**survive
10 W.
Penthesilea Feb 2015
Every pigments flash
before our eyes
too fast, too bright
we couldn't grasp,
we couldn't keep up,
we couldn't stop.

Strive to move,
soar to fly.
It will never halt,
it will never falter
Be strong,
Be brave,
live.
We have to endure :)
Annie Jan 2015
Every night
And everyday
He searched for
Something to say

Upset
Feeling insecure
He returned home
With nothing to say

He said
He wanted to do something
That would change his life
And make everything alright

He said
He needed to be somewhere
Never really told where
But said it was far from here


And when I asked him
Why was he so desperate
Why did he want it to change
He had nothing to say

When I asked him
What made him a house of curiosity
And made his life a mystery
He just had nothing to say
For those who suffer and change in the hard times.
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