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Graff1980 May 2015
What makes a good soldier
I’ve never been to the battlefield
And if I can I still never will
But I am curious how you define
What honor is

When questioning in the time
Of war is treason
And the battle seasoned
Veterans will blast you in the head

The best qualities I quest for
Will get you shot in the heat of war
And instead of doing what’s right
By being a good human being
You have to degrade yourself
And become a killing machine
Kyle Howard May 2015
I plead to you
Let me rest in peace
For my lifeless husk
Is now deceased
The weight of pain
Was killing me
It won the war
It waged on me
So let me down
into the ground
And I promise not
To make a sound
For my withered heart
Beats no more
And my soul has left
The rivers shore
I'll float off now
Into the great beyond
Moving forward and
Moving on
Mariah Langton May 2015
Liam James could hear all the voices.
Talking and judging all of his choices.
He just smiled and shook his head.
They didn’t know what was ahead.

He walked the streets alone.
Never really minding that he was on his own.
He thought about his plan and grew grim.
And wondered if anyone would know it was him..

He looked back at his younger days.
Before he experienced all of the pain.
He thought about all of his old friends
And how they all turned their backs.

And then Liam James took out his gun.
It would all be worth it in the long run.
The shots rang out one by one.
Killing the ones who had made him come undone.
SøułSurvivør May 2015
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the desert lies in wait
the anvil of the sun
it's creatures know their fate
'fore the summer has begun
the heat will either ****
as surely as a gun
or folk bend to its will
the weather's cruelty to shun

the parched and dusty soil
waits for the summer rains
these will quench or spoil
flooding down arroyo drains
water weeps - the El Nino
great winds rip the plains
like an eagle's cry they echo
destroy in their refrains

the weather makes or breaks you
whether fire or killing frost
the farmer is the one who
pays the greatest cost
every year the price is dear
so much to be lost
temperatures to soar
the earth is torn or tossed

but the people of Sonora
already have begun
to feel It's powerful aura

the anvil of the sun


soulsurvivor
(c) 5/19/2015
every year hikers pass out
from the heat, and die in the desert

be warned - the sun is as Vulcan
not the character on Star Trek
tho he has pointy ears

HE CAN BE A DEVIL

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Michaela May 2015
May
Your lies so killing,
This morning in May.
My screams internal.
I cannot stay away.

I must statue on,
Must parade this good day.
As your lies dismantle
This morning in May.
It was a Sunday.
Arcassin B May 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

The Darken Abyss,
Oooo I Can Not Resist,
I've been Planning for many days,
Marked off my hit-list,
Knowing i plead the 5th,
And Their throwing me a Parade,
You get your wish,
And THEY get the greed,
The power,
The Minute made,
Making you ******,
your mad,
your angry,
The Heavens will never shade,
In,
Giving You Protection,
hoped you learned your lesson,
about angry spirits,
And Unanswered Questions,
This is no recession,
This is a resurrection,
Of the thing you lack in,
soul gone for fashion,
Time for Demolition,
No Time for the family and kids that you mentioned,
Everyone is Missin',
Everyone is killin' and stealin',
**FLAME
They will shade you in flame........
Knights May 2015
Life is the most dangerous game
We believe our life can become so lame
We **** at will
The innocence is gone
Darling the game is on
Della Sun Apr 2015
As auburn skies fade to black,
her heart sings for that one black cat.
"Should I question my actions?"
"Will you ever return?"
She sobs these words holding that one black cat's hollow urn.
"You told me to stop your pain inside."
"But how would I know mine would not subside?"
Cleaning the blood off the floor,
crossing the room to close the door.

She can't stay still from fear:
she knows,
the neighbor's suspicion only grows.
Bright lights fill her home, invading her privacy.
News reporters filming for all to see.

She remebers the day she said her vows,
the day she married the cat; He's gone now.
Put in a padded room, she is isolated from the world.
That one black cat is never to return,
she put his ashes in the urn.
Falling Apart Apr 2015
Disgust toward the police.
Disgust toward the school system.
Disgust toward the students.
Disgust toward the government.
Disgust toward the citizens.
Disgust toward my family.
Disgust toward myself.
Disgust toward the ACT.
Disgust toward state tests.
Disgust toward society.
Disgust toward impossible standards.
Disgust toward the hypocritical people.
Disgusted by the violence.
Disgusted by the killing.
Disgusted by the inequality.
Disgust toward this nation.
Disgusted by how we treat each other.
neo Apr 2015
there are bones between my teeth
moonlight glimmering in my eyes
dried blood in my nails, in my hair
my head pounding (thump. thump. thump.)
you know they say blood is thicker than water but that just means blood is more likely to stick in my throat
coughing up family ties one by one
glistening red memories, leaving only a metallic aftertaste
sick nightmare fantasy of ripping open bodies
im the monster in your fairytale stories
lets do a bit of editing, perhaps?
lets shred the whole **** book, perhaps?
lets set fire to the town, perhaps?
im tired of pretending to be your precious child, perfect student, "the innocent one"
i want to paint obscene material in your blood (in the name of art, of course)
@god do you ever feel unreal? are you even real? am i?
no i have to be real, I can feel the blood dripping down my arm, the bones cracking in my spine
im real. im real. im real.
everything hurts!!!!!  **** i cant wait to rip you all to shreds !!!!!!
T H I S  I S  N O T  A  D R E A M
walking on eggshells is far more difficult with digitigrade legs, im not gonna try to be nice anymore
i dont need to be nice anymore
why be nice when you can ****? why just **** when you can slaughter?  
nobody can stop me from lighting up the post office,
nobody can stop me from gouging out your eyes
im no god but im closer than you
im no angel but you might be soon
close your blinds, lock your doors
big bad wolf is back again
bigger, badder, better wolf
greater, darker, madder wolf
teeth like knives and claws like daggers
six golden eyes staring into your soul
oh right, thats me!
i m  i n  y o u r  h o m e
im tired nd i had like one line thought up so i made this nonsense pile of junk
i guess its like??? stuff abt me ? thought-wise
idk none of my poems make sense anyway so
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