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Roll up...Roll up
the show is set to start
One playing for your head
One playing for your heart

It's time for an election
To see who rules the roost
Time for your selection
Who gives the bigger boost

Matchmaker, Matchmaker
make me a match
Pick me a President
Which one to catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Show me a name
It's doesn't much matter
They are all the same

Roll up, Roll up
They're all set to speak
A ten minute talk
That may take all week

Choose either party
and their rainmaker head
make promises of fairy dust
You'll get once your dead

Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Show me the one
Who will unload the bullets
But, still own the gun

Matchmaker, Matchmaker
The time is now here
To pick a new President
Please ally my fears

Roll up, Roll up
The choices are few
I'm voting for one
But, I do not know who

Roll Up, Roll Up
The show's set to start
with enameled fake smiles
I can't tell them apart

Roll Up....Roll Up...
Mangifera Indica Apr 2015
Humans are afraid of the dark,
afraid of what's lurking in the shadows.

We create these monsters with our imaginations,
thinking it is entirely possible for a
6 ft tall
8 ft wide monster
with a twisted face and body
to be living under our beds
or in our closets.

Or even worse,

in the shadow only a foot away.

But,
the thing is,
there is no monster in the shadow.
It is not a tangible beast that is looming over us
in the small part of the room
where the light does not touch.

When humans look into shadows
they are not seeing a foreign beast about to feast,
No.

What we see in the shadows is the reflection
of the Darkness that is inside of us,
of all humans.

We see,
without understanding what it is,
a creature in the shadows
that is capable of extreme harm
to us and to others,
and they are frightening beasts.

These creatures we imagine do not exist,
but that Darkness,
the Darkness that creates the beast,
that does exist.

Some spend their entire lives running from it.
Some never have to fear it.
Others let it consume them.

Keep Away From The Shadow 'man.
Find your inner light and keep it safe,
Protect it,
and use it to fend off the shadows inside.
'man = human
Dead Lock Apr 2015
The concept of victory
Truely depends on where you stand
How can you smile when all you want to do is to cry?
How can you keep holding on when there is nothing you can do but to jump off the cliff?
How can you keep in touch to the people who wanted to stay away?
How can you fly if you're afraid to fall?
How can you win the battle if you're the only one left fighting?
How can you let go the person who you wanted to stay?
How can you feel love and hate at the same time with the same person?
How can you hate a person who is hurting you in so many ways but still loving him?
How can you be happy when you know someone is suffering?
How can you live when you feel like you're dying?
How can you keep things in place when they keep on falling apart?
How can you speak out your mind if you can't find your voice?
How can you get started if you don't know where to begin?
How can you follow your heart when they are torn into pieces?
How can you say you're fine when you're not?
How can you see the right path when they pushed you to darkness?
How can you say you're sad when you've never been happy?
epictails Apr 2015
Grant me the strength
to endure the pain of being different
sheloveswords Apr 2015
your hands grips the hard wood
drenched in sweat, an irresistible feeling of defeat
barricades your body
I watch you waive your white flag in the clear blue sky
although the colors bring pleasure to my soul
in unison
they are absolutely stunning
I will take your white flag
and
I will burn it to the ground
and watch the ashes dance with the wind
You Will Not Surrender
You Will Not Lose.
Get on both of your feet
Fight those spirits away
DO NOT GIVE UP
Until Your Victory is Proved.



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asija Mar 2015
Everyone is cheering  
waiting for the ball to swing.
They are all so intense
waiting in suspense.
They want to see who will win.
Suddenly, the ball starts to spin.
Crash! It falls down
straight at the ground.
The batter starts to run.
In the hot, blazing sun.
YES! Its a Home Run!
~                           **** shot shoot first
                              Preemptive strike
                           Ends before beginning
                              for he who hits first
                                    Laughs last
epictails Mar 2015
I have been bruised
I have dropped six thousand feet after a euphoric high
I have been defeated in reaching an imaginary sky

But the ground to which I fall on
Has become the strength to which I stand on
The pillar to where I pick myself up after a laborious fight
The friend which tells me that in order
To gain infinities, I must win the
Battles of small beginnings
rough day. And even rougher days to come. My inspirations are nowhere to be found like before and the coming weeks are filled with anxiety. I tell this to myself that has been doubting a lot of things lately
Autumn Whipple Mar 2015
eating hot food
is like a little
challenge
to swallow
before it burns your mouth
before the food wins
the struggle to avoid
my stomach
chew fast, mouth a bit open
******* air in and out
on short pants
but I win
GULP
down it goes
I can feel its warmth smoldering
in my belly
haha!I am victorious over the pizza roll!
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