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Ylzm Jul 22
Blessings and Curses, two Edges of the same Sword
A Swordsman is one Ordained, knowing When and How
To Unsheathe, to Cut, to Pierce, to ****, only for Good
But if used only for his Good or sheathed rather than ****
He then is a Renegade, condemned by the same Sword
Rama Krsna May 2022
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something to be said
for being one of a kind,
after all
two moons in the night sky
seem far less appealing
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© 2022
Solitude Man Mar 2018
My mind's a carnivore sheep
i'm woken while my tongue's asleep
I see predictions but they don't believe
I can't save them from what they don't see

This feeling fills the sculpted dearth in my heart,
I wear in my palms road maps with patterned scars
of painful places in my past slithered paths
its hard for me to say, to the toddlers minds

This renegade hat has given me grace
This renegade hat has gotten me fazed
Jaded my perception from speaking out loud
i'm woken while my tongue's in bedrest

The Holy-spirit fills the sculpted dearth in my heart
I'm renegade cause I saw the people
I'm renegade cause I saw the truth
I can't save them, but I'll tell them
that I found the renegade mind that made me
Karina Putri Oct 2016
I have a story
The reason we died
With smile and agony
And no peace can keep us

I thought it was a parade
Amused, then amaze the mind
Fulfill the dreams we had
Enchanted our sleepy eyes
The melody like a spell, so dazzle

However,
It's just a dellusion
They tear the tree of dream
Fading our imagination
Pour our land with beautiful agony

Don't talk!
They don't care cause they don't hear
Don't, don't ever have a hope
Don't ever have a dream, they said

That's why we're here
With smile and agony
We died

— The End —