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Marina Aug 2019
Truth be told
They never owned me
Yet, I still feel chained to
The down to the
Cold concrete floor. The servers to the owner
Who created minds for the evil and
Selfishness.
One who seeks for the good in
Manifesting
They took a toll on me and blessed
Me with unconditional love
- my weakness and strength
MaxiM Jun 2018
No gives meaning to Yes
MaxiM13: Balance
Tabitha Olthouse Apr 2018
Prev-ee-us-lee                 Brayn                  
               Damnegd
         Treetid                                  
                                   Savig
Sr.Vival   Crucul                        
                                  Bilt  &  Fyt                                    
      Fed Shyt                                  
                   Vilently Hyt
-Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment I own copyrights
The Wicca Man Aug 2016
‘Who are you?’

I don’t understand the question.

‘Who are you?’

I don’t know what you mean.

‘Who are you?’

Why do you keep asking that?

‘Who are you?’

Please stop asking me.

‘Who are you?’

I am just me.

‘Who are you?’

I told you, just me.

‘Who are you?’

I don’t know!

‘Who are you?’

I am no-one.

‘Who are you?’

I am nothing.

‘Who are you?’

I am dead.

‘Who are you?’

I told you, I am dead.

‘Who are you?’

I am an echo.

‘Who are you?’

I am you. I am your echo. I am your shadow. I am your yin & yang. I am your id. I am your ego. I am your psyche. I am your reflection.  

‘Who are you?’

'I am your soul.’

© DS 7/2016
Qweyku Oct 2016
strange things:
the same hands we raise
in victory are those we
lift in surrender, just as
joy is known because
we've tasted the fruit
that sadness yields.

**© Qwey.ku
Pauline Morris May 2016
Spinning and spinning, around and round
Never knowing what will be found
Between love and pain,back and forth, door to door
Which one will I open now, will it knock me on the floor
Pain can leave you lying
Love can set you to flying
So I'm caught between ying and yang
Feeling like a yo-yo again
Miss Grim Jan 2016
Life's a ying and yang
Darkness and the light
A balance must be found
To separate day from night
To be happy on this ride
You must try to understand
The obstacles that you face
In this hourglass of sand
Your soul is like a coin
Each side must be faced
Your angels and your demons
To be accepted and embraced
Do not fear dark or light
For you surely will be lost
Accept it all entirely
No matter what the cost.
Learn to know thyself
Instead of drowning in the pain
Avoiding any part of you
Will make you go insane.
Tailor Hunter Dec 2015
Why is the shadows considered evil
When the shadows are as important as the light
As darkness is the absence of daylight
Just as Daylight is the absence of dark

Why is a hero considered pure
When the hero is just as murderous as the villain
As the hero is in the eye of the beholder
Just as a villain is only villainous to the victims
I felt like writing twice today
jess May 2014
Ghost Boy, Ghost Boy.
I call him that because there's absolutely no way he's human.
He wore all black.
He looked me in the eye once, and at the tip of his shoes the rest of the time. My soul was up for grabs. I don't think he was interested.
Ghost boy, Ghost boy.
Walking in harmony with my heartbeat.
I think of your pierced ears and vinyl eyes.
Composed. How do you do that?
I was your opposite, Ghost boy.
Ying to yang.
I wore all white and couldn't hear your heartbeat.
I was too occupied with my thoughts.
Maybe he'll get tired of me or maybe i'm wearing to much perfume.
I looked at the stars and we didn't talk.
Ghost boy, Ghost boy, my soul was up for grabs that night,
but my heart and my brain were too loud and too heavy.

— The End —