#millions - Hello Poetry

a collective madness shared illusion swept up and into shallow mindset- reason exchanged for moronic laziness

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May 20

May 20, 2026 at 8:42 AM UTC

nivek

the blame game

a collective madness shared illusion swept up and into shallow mindset- reason exchanged for moronic laziness

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It's taken hundreds of thousands of hours, millions of minutes to get you to where you are today. So don't sell yourself short when you think of how far you've come

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Nov 17, 2024

Nov 17, 2024 at 7:14 PM UTC

zackripley

How far you've come

It's taken hundreds of thousands of hours, millions of minutes to get you to where you are today. So don't sell yourself short when you think of how far you've come

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later, this same day, he happened to read "The key to happiness, he argues, is to turn attention away from the body and towards the soul. " As if let analyze itself my ai, went on line upon line Through Plato alone, does any hear Socrates, yes, through Plato alone… no other took the mantel or so the teller tells us… much we learn we learn using Plato's tools I know that, my conscience is aware, an application a functional accelerator of my whying will to **** time, thinking it no waste when my whying is expanding, come let us, dicipher our reasons, our willingnesses to be used in balance, on balance valences at the outer most edge of elemental things, Atoms, mankind, insertive functional birth catalyzer. At scale, material mind form functional namer, original mistake maker, not the femform, she heard letters in sibalence… a hiss, hey, look this way, give this some thought, I ain't saying a word, but I am shining my iridescence consciously, as when we hear birds singing conscience, as if we are awake and hearing, -see it desirable to make one wise -see it not killing me, I swallow, saying nothing Thumper's Daddy's Rule, I recall from the blue together with knowing, science works for good, while we consider sidereal interference in tomorrow, man made corporate rights structures for more money. As gaseous entities distilling coded needs to know. Those make wars worth the expense in children. Never enough of the stuff, forty two correct reformations of instant recognition of Elon Musk's favorite joke, In the annals of all laughing yet at Infinite Jest.

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Oct 23, 2024

Oct 23, 2024 at 5:32 PM UTC

kenpepiton

I wanted to say something good

later, this same day, he happened to read "The key to happiness, he argues, is to turn attention away from the body and towards the soul. " As if let analyze itself my ai, went on line upon line Through Plato alone, does any hear Socrates, yes, through Plato alone… no other took the mantel or so the teller tells us… much we learn we learn using Plato's tools I know that, my conscience is aware, an application a functional accelerator of my whying will to **** time, thinking it no waste when my whying is expanding, come let us, dicipher our reasons, our willingnesses to be used in balance, on balance valences at the outer most edge of elemental things, Atoms, mankind, insertive functional birth catalyzer. At scale, material mind form functional namer, original mistake maker, not the femform, she heard letters in sibalence… a hiss, hey, look this way, give this some thought, I ain't saying a word, but I am shining my iridescence consciously, as when we hear birds singing conscience, as if we are awake and hearing, -see it desirable to make one wise -see it not killing me, I swallow, saying nothing Thumper's Daddy's Rule, I recall from the blue together with knowing, science works for good, while we consider sidereal interference in tomorrow, man made corporate rights structures for more money. As gaseous entities distilling coded needs to know. Those make wars worth the expense in children. Never enough of the stuff, forty two correct reformations of instant recognition of Elon Musk's favorite joke, In the annals of all laughing yet at Infinite Jest.

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Netflix Series Like GoT LOTR an One Piece Talking Star Wars 1k Years In The Future Not Disney Not HBO Produced By SIMPSONS Run By Warner Genius I Know Sold The Darkness Movie Type Rich Get Scheme Take It From Me I Wrote 1st Sold Not Mandalorian 1K YEARS FROM DEATHSTAR DEAD A NEW RISE FROM HIDDEN DNA WHERE MOVIES LEFT OFF

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Aug 3, 2024

Aug 3, 2024 at 5:42 PM UTC

ZACKAVELLI

"SOLD" By: Z

Netflix Series Like GoT LOTR an One Piece Talking Star Wars 1k Years In The Future Not Disney Not HBO Produced By SIMPSONS Run By Warner Genius I Know Sold The Darkness Movie Type Rich Get Scheme Take It From Me I Wrote 1st Sold Not Mandalorian 1K YEARS FROM DEATHSTAR DEAD A NEW RISE FROM HIDDEN DNA WHERE MOVIES LEFT OFF

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I could have said a million things in a million different ways. All of which would have made you stay a million more days. But when the time came, I thought about the future, and I could never say with confidence that my feelings would stay the same. In the end, I couldn't let my fears break my heart or yours. Not when there's a million other doors to open and explore.

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Jul 11, 2021

Jul 11, 2021 at 8:06 PM UTC

zackripley

A million things

I could have said a million things in a million different ways. All of which would have made you stay a million more days. But when the time came, I thought about the future, and I could never say with confidence that my feelings would stay the same. In the end, I couldn't let my fears break my heart or yours. Not when there's a million other doors to open and explore.

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We're millions out here divided and split. We keep hearing, we're ultimate, all powerful. Branded terrorists for being better citizens. Powerless, Punished, Brutalised to succumb. Stripped off honour for questioning, for trying to right the wrongs against the masses. We're out here in millions running a blind race Robbed of individuality. Running, just to stay safe. Standing in millions counting days, taken for granted, number's sake. We're many things lassoed beneath many other names Tomorrow's citizens, the growing population. Votes to commemorate false promises of a power war. I'm afraid our futures stand at stake, students, tomorrow's citizens, we sit in schools, cowering in fears. We were trained to lie down in submission, how am I to fight you?

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Feb 11, 2021

Feb 11, 2021 at 1:32 PM UTC

Notyourdhimsukatta

Mass among Millions

We're millions out here divided and split. We keep hearing, we're ultimate, all powerful. Branded terrorists for being better citizens. Powerless, Punished, Brutalised to succumb. Stripped off honour for questioning, for trying to right the wrongs against the masses. We're out here in millions running a blind race Robbed of individuality. Running, just to stay safe. Standing in millions counting days, taken for granted, number's sake. We're many things lassoed beneath many other names Tomorrow's citizens, the growing population. Votes to commemorate false promises of a power war. I'm afraid our futures stand at stake, students, tomorrow's citizens, we sit in schools, cowering in fears. We were trained to lie down in submission, how am I to fight you?

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Whether i had a million dollars or not even a dime to my name, as long as im with you its all the same. It doesn't matter if we lived in a mansion or a cardboard box. As long as im with you its all the same. On our wedding day, I cant promise I wont cry as your father walks you down the aisle and you leave his arm for mine. If, down the road, you decide i cant make you happy anymore, i will let you leave even though it will break me at the core. Don't worry. I won't try to win you back. You gave me a lifetime of happiness and that's all I can ask. I got through the days before I met you so i know i can do it again but if you ask me to rate my happiness it wont be a 10. Life is the name of the game. And once you find the one you love, it will never be the same

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Mar 26, 2019

Mar 26, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC

zackripley

The same

Whether i had a million dollars or not even a dime to my name, as long as im with you its all the same. It doesn't matter if we lived in a mansion or a cardboard box. As long as im with you its all the same. On our wedding day, I cant promise I wont cry as your father walks you down the aisle and you leave his arm for mine. If, down the road, you decide i cant make you happy anymore, i will let you leave even though it will break me at the core. Don't worry. I won't try to win you back. You gave me a lifetime of happiness and that's all I can ask. I got through the days before I met you so i know i can do it again but if you ask me to rate my happiness it wont be a 10. Life is the name of the game. And once you find the one you love, it will never be the same

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The fans say, talk about tomorrow, we got time today. Tell us, tell ye us, old bald head, in all yer teleosity, what's next? - A growl, from the old man being ingnored. Watchathank, old man, can these bone live? lieve? Were there structions, in form of datadatading **** signals alarms calls to arms, not carnal, weapons of a meeker sort, peace at any price sorta weapons, hand to hand hand grenades, in the spirit. There was war, in heaven, yeh, I remember that trip. We lived the dream, this is the future. We won. I keep saying that, like a robot.

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Mar 28, 2020

Mar 28, 2020 at 9:43 PM UTC

kenpepiton

I keep saying that AI ai ai

The fans say, talk about tomorrow, we got time today. Tell us, tell ye us, old bald head, in all yer teleosity, what's next? - A growl, from the old man being ingnored. Watchathank, old man, can these bone live? lieve? Were there structions, in form of datadatading **** signals alarms calls to arms, not carnal, weapons of a meeker sort, peace at any price sorta weapons, hand to hand hand grenades, in the spirit. There was war, in heaven, yeh, I remember that trip. We lived the dream, this is the future. We won. I keep saying that, like a robot.

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It's funny how stars are so hot But only come out when it's cold. They're millions of miles away But shine as bright as gold. They look like they're so close together but they're actually worlds apart. it's funny how we always aspire to reach for the stars When the way they live their life Is so similar to ours.

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Dec 8, 2019

Dec 8, 2019 at 9:22 AM UTC

zackripley

Live like the stars

It's funny how stars are so hot But only come out when it's cold. They're millions of miles away But shine as bright as gold. They look like they're so close together but they're actually worlds apart. it's funny how we always aspire to reach for the stars When the way they live their life Is so similar to ours.

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there are millions of us like leaves on a branch in a forest full of trees what makes me so special any more than these trying to catch some sunlight waiting for an autumn breeze

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Jan 13, 2020

Jan 13, 2020 at 4:58 PM UTC

nigdaw

Millions Like Us

there are millions of us like leaves on a branch in a forest full of trees what makes me so special any more than these trying to catch some sunlight waiting for an autumn breeze

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speaking for millions of people who were and who have been suffering from addiction: i do have to thank the two of you. the tradition of the twelve steps had not existed before you created and established them. you have a shelter in my mind and in my soul. God bless you. R.I.P. Bill and Bob

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Dec 20, 2019

Dec 20, 2019 at 4:20 AM UTC

maxneumann

IN MEMORIAM: Bill and Bob

speaking for millions of people who were and who have been suffering from addiction: i do have to thank the two of you. the tradition of the twelve steps had not existed before you created and established them. you have a shelter in my mind and in my soul. God bless you. R.I.P. Bill and Bob

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Do you see your purpose as accumulation of wealth? Do you make such things your social standings health? Is it what drives you and gives you all your worth? Is it what you were told gave purpose so shortly after birth? Do you live each moment trying to add another buck? Were you taught when very young you cant rely on luck? Do you seek more property to add comfort to your plight? Do you check the market for profits won throughout the night? Do you count and tally all the notes that you can hold? Do you calculate all you've traded, paid for, bought or sold? Do you know the faces on every type of bill? Is the pile getting ever higher and climbing higher still? Do you make money from the lowly when they are forced to fight? Do you really call this purpose and see it as your right? Is your life for paper with a slogan proclaiming "In God We Trust" I'm not alone in praying, one day God will send you bust.

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Mar 12, 2019

Mar 12, 2019 at 9:16 AM UTC

tony-tweedy

Eye of a Needle

Do you see your purpose as accumulation of wealth? Do you make such things your social standings health? Is it what drives you and gives you all your worth? Is it what you were told gave purpose so shortly after birth? Do you live each moment trying to add another buck? Were you taught when very young you cant rely on luck? Do you seek more property to add comfort to your plight? Do you check the market for profits won throughout the night? Do you count and tally all the notes that you can hold? Do you calculate all you've traded, paid for, bought or sold? Do you know the faces on every type of bill? Is the pile getting ever higher and climbing higher still? Do you make money from the lowly when they are forced to fight? Do you really call this purpose and see it as your right? Is your life for paper with a slogan proclaiming "In God We Trust" I'm not alone in praying, one day God will send you bust.

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I waited in line at a gas station today Behind a rowdy crowd of people shouting numbers, throwing hands in the air And causing a scene Like an auction gone awry Just so I could put $30 on pump twelve. When it was finally my turn at the counter I heard my phone ring. I looked at the screen And saw your name. I answered And heard your voice. I drove away from the pump With a gallon of milk And a full tank of gas And went home to collect my jackpot.

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Oct 16, 2018

Oct 16, 2018 at 9:53 PM UTC

ThePopesHat

Jackpot

I waited in line at a gas station today Behind a rowdy crowd of people shouting numbers, throwing hands in the air And causing a scene Like an auction gone awry Just so I could put $30 on pump twelve. When it was finally my turn at the counter I heard my phone ring. I looked at the screen And saw your name. I answered And heard your voice. I drove away from the pump With a gallon of milk And a full tank of gas And went home to collect my jackpot.

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When the light was hot, your words made them ache so, cry more sacred how you know the hours that suit you, call for matching gleam not that far, we could sit in the cold window’s sunshine late when you have God’s trance like hold of my prayers in your voice I wonder what it is you have in your eyes leather older than my mind, sulking up in the summer beside your soul is like a novel, beautifully torn into pages with sweet expressions Way it has to be, just the way it has to be when cool is your gun on my heart that’s your affection, it can have it’s take on me, that’s all but stone doesn’t get much of a hit, so do what you want I’ll wait like summer winds in winters go, that millions of days, more When you put up the volume of what was playing all along burning through dreams, the cigarettes of talking, this smoke could really get me there fortune has always been mine, night belongs to me too tonight that’s what I’ll give you, laughter of stars, dense midnight sulked mind, just what you like don’t deprive your own dose of silver goodness, that walk too, whatever you say is my needed blindness Jesus Christ reminiscent now there’s high skies, on the same side as music - yes here it’s heaven, soul’s dwelling is what I’ve found in you, that’s all I know, all I need to know alone, when I was telling you it, I was alone as the lightening you got at the heart, now don’t make me wait in the garden, each of our meetings the rains of flourishing, here denying all but that haven of your ways, now be my way

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Sep 19, 2018

Sep 19, 2018 at 6:01 PM UTC

Leslie_Ledezma

Now Be My Way

When the light was hot, your words made them ache so, cry more sacred how you know the hours that suit you, call for matching gleam not that far, we could sit in the cold window’s sunshine late when you have God’s trance like hold of my prayers in your voice I wonder what it is you have in your eyes leather older than my mind, sulking up in the summer beside your soul is like a novel, beautifully torn into pages with sweet expressions Way it has to be, just the way it has to be when cool is your gun on my heart that’s your affection, it can have it’s take on me, that’s all but stone doesn’t get much of a hit, so do what you want I’ll wait like summer winds in winters go, that millions of days, more When you put up the volume of what was playing all along burning through dreams, the cigarettes of talking, this smoke could really get me there fortune has always been mine, night belongs to me too tonight that’s what I’ll give you, laughter of stars, dense midnight sulked mind, just what you like don’t deprive your own dose of silver goodness, that walk too, whatever you say is my needed blindness Jesus Christ reminiscent now there’s high skies, on the same side as music - yes here it’s heaven, soul’s dwelling is what I’ve found in you, that’s all I know, all I need to know alone, when I was telling you it, I was alone as the lightening you got at the heart, now don’t make me wait in the garden, each of our meetings the rains of flourishing, here denying all but that haven of your ways, now be my way

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demons hold me back tether me away from the outside world i can't go out there don't make me go my mind is eerie but i know what to expect these demons are my friends they know me best why did you decide to make my body home stop pounding on my chest i know you're not alone there are millions of you only one of me i'm outnumbered please just set me free

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Aug 18, 2018

Aug 18, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC

KoraSani

A million to 1

demons hold me back tether me away from the outside world i can't go out there don't make me go my mind is eerie but i know what to expect these demons are my friends they know me best why did you decide to make my body home stop pounding on my chest i know you're not alone there are millions of you only one of me i'm outnumbered please just set me free

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This big world is pretty scary, Being a young girl. I’m pretty defenseless compared to The monsters in this big world. There’s disease, pain, and suffering, In this big world. My existence feels small, And my problems feel microscopic. Such a big world, Will millions of other things. But this big world is apart Of an even bigger world, Is it even that big, anyways?

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Jul 14, 2018

Jul 14, 2018 at 12:42 AM UTC

regz

This Big World

This big world is pretty scary, Being a young girl. I’m pretty defenseless compared to The monsters in this big world. There’s disease, pain, and suffering, In this big world. My existence feels small, And my problems feel microscopic. Such a big world, Will millions of other things. But this big world is apart Of an even bigger world, Is it even that big, anyways?

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We raised ours hand with others And shared the grand hurrah. We marched with them if we could Amazed at what we saw. Sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers Half a million in the demonstration A solemn gathering of protest In the capitol of a grieving nation. We came together, raised our voice In major cities, and small towns. This time we would not allow The corporations to shout us down. We carried signs that told the truth In a fewest words we could write That enough was enough and this was A battle we had just begun to fight. We shouted our children deserved Not to die in their childhood school And demanded that the government Changed their wrongheaded rules. We let them know across the land The many of us were voting soon And we would throw them out if they Didn’t dance to a different tune. We told them it was time they knew That we saw through their faults And that this country needed to Outlaw weapons of mass assault. We let them know we were through With what they called leadership That we would gladly send them home, A much needed one-way trip.

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Mar 25, 2018

Mar 25, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC

brent-kincaid

WE MARCHED

We raised ours hand with others And shared the grand hurrah. We marched with them if we could Amazed at what we saw. Sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers Half a million in the demonstration A solemn gathering of protest In the capitol of a grieving nation. We came together, raised our voice In major cities, and small towns. This time we would not allow The corporations to shout us down. We carried signs that told the truth In a fewest words we could write That enough was enough and this was A battle we had just begun to fight. We shouted our children deserved Not to die in their childhood school And demanded that the government Changed their wrongheaded rules. We let them know across the land The many of us were voting soon And we would throw them out if they Didn’t dance to a different tune. We told them it was time they knew That we saw through their faults And that this country needed to Outlaw weapons of mass assault. We let them know we were through With what they called leadership That we would gladly send them home, A much needed one-way trip.

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We lay on our beds facing each other Millions of miles apart “It hurts.” She says, a tear slipping down the bridge of her nose and trailing against the seams of her other eye before finally landing on her pillow. thud “I know.” I reply. And I turn away from her.

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Jan 25, 2018

Jan 25, 2018 at 4:24 AM UTC

greenmintleaves

you’ve only ever loved me when it’s convenient for you

We lay on our beds facing each other Millions of miles apart “It hurts.” She says, a tear slipping down the bridge of her nose and trailing against the seams of her other eye before finally landing on her pillow. thud “I know.” I reply. And I turn away from her.

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Let’s discuss the things that do not change Assign an essay to compare/contrast Take a look at what you know: The world does not live in iconoclasts The endless rivers run with dead blood The timeless mountains reek of blistered soles To you, There is no time or place worth holding. Please tell me how steel will last longer than stone That man’s words will disappear Evaporative steam on a bathroom mirror When it hits your hot-head with the morning glow One hundred and sixty million years ago A rock was nudged off its course Plummeted assiduously through the outer Sol And struck home with astronomic force. The firestorm slaughtered the dinosaurs And let tiny little pitiful things Pick up the carcasses and make human beings Out of the ash and amino acid. I tried to throw a pebble into a pond Aiming for a single Oxygen atom And imagined that I killed those fallen beasts when the ripples broke that watery peace Flames are eternal, They hide in our stars and shine bright in our eyes The heat of life is louder than the pound of the hammer And burns away the chaff quicker than the sickle Someone drew a ******** below the overpass, Crossed it out in a sanguine circle I thought to myself, “It is no more!” Then realized it was already home draw light, speak in darkness seek peace, make war. seek to starve that which you fear, And only feed it more Come now, let’s take our thoughts to the battleground Trample god’s land under our earthen boots **** each other with chemical bombs To prove we they are the chosen group Expedite that famous entropy Nudging souls out of bodies Subvert the Earth’s hegemony So that man may taste that godly fruit

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Jan 3, 2018

Jan 3, 2018 at 10:46 PM UTC

TimelessWave

Iconic

Let’s discuss the things that do not change Assign an essay to compare/contrast Take a look at what you know: The world does not live in iconoclasts The endless rivers run with dead blood The timeless mountains reek of blistered soles To you, There is no time or place worth holding. Please tell me how steel will last longer than stone That man’s words will disappear Evaporative steam on a bathroom mirror When it hits your hot-head with the morning glow One hundred and sixty million years ago A rock was nudged off its course Plummeted assiduously through the outer Sol And struck home with astronomic force. The firestorm slaughtered the dinosaurs And let tiny little pitiful things Pick up the carcasses and make human beings Out of the ash and amino acid. I tried to throw a pebble into a pond Aiming for a single Oxygen atom And imagined that I killed those fallen beasts when the ripples broke that watery peace Flames are eternal, They hide in our stars and shine bright in our eyes The heat of life is louder than the pound of the hammer And burns away the chaff quicker than the sickle Someone drew a ******** below the overpass, Crossed it out in a sanguine circle I thought to myself, “It is no more!” Then realized it was already home draw light, speak in darkness seek peace, make war. seek to starve that which you fear, And only feed it more Come now, let’s take our thoughts to the battleground Trample god’s land under our earthen boots **** each other with chemical bombs To prove we they are the chosen group Expedite that famous entropy Nudging souls out of bodies Subvert the Earth’s hegemony So that man may taste that godly fruit

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Thunder rolling over head Hunching over the deary man said "Everything is a lie" Delirious from a modern revelation Effecting his push to move on Among the many weary from thought The thought of the millions of piles He is allowed to stand upon "Oh god what are their names, dear god please tell" For the foundation is built, upon the blood we till All while the cycle repeats Hundreds of millions of individuals we pile high Uttering senseless words in a unifying cry "May I always be alone in this mass" "Belonging to a useless lower class" "Love me always for I endured" "Every hardships to try to keep pure" "My god how many are there" the dreary man asked Anonymous characters looked at him from the past Never tainted by the words of history

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Jul 26, 2017

Jul 26, 2017 at 3:21 PM UTC

OdysseusofGreece

Humility Never Seen

Thunder rolling over head Hunching over the deary man said "Everything is a lie" Delirious from a modern revelation Effecting his push to move on Among the many weary from thought The thought of the millions of piles He is allowed to stand upon "Oh god what are their names, dear god please tell" For the foundation is built, upon the blood we till All while the cycle repeats Hundreds of millions of individuals we pile high Uttering senseless words in a unifying cry "May I always be alone in this mass" "Belonging to a useless lower class" "Love me always for I endured" "Every hardships to try to keep pure" "My god how many are there" the dreary man asked Anonymous characters looked at him from the past Never tainted by the words of history

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As my eyes drift to sleep I remember the hollows and the soft curves of your skin fire in your eyes a burning ember a glow that reflects radiance within As my eyes drift to sleep I do recall your soft words whispered in the dead of night that saved me when perchance I looked to fall and turned my eyes instead into your light As my eyes drift to sleep I see your face and yet I know you are not really there instead untouchable another place far in the realm of nothing and nowhere Through this my heart and mind still yearns for you a million words my love that I withdrew

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Jan 10, 2017

Jan 10, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC

jamie-munford-duncan

A Million Words

As my eyes drift to sleep I remember the hollows and the soft curves of your skin fire in your eyes a burning ember a glow that reflects radiance within As my eyes drift to sleep I do recall your soft words whispered in the dead of night that saved me when perchance I looked to fall and turned my eyes instead into your light As my eyes drift to sleep I see your face and yet I know you are not really there instead untouchable another place far in the realm of nothing and nowhere Through this my heart and mind still yearns for you a million words my love that I withdrew

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You felt like you're the best with BMWs and Lambos On top of millions But i stare into her eyes And i see a paradise that I've never seen before There's much more to life than money And they can say there's much more to life than her But I'll choose to ignore them In my eyes, they're wrong Now i know my fires have stagnated for so long Each and every song i listen to Keeps me sane when the outside world Is losing their bolts over simpleton issues Something far less complicated than me I never knew she could grasp me mentally like this But I'm okay with it honestly God made it this way for a reason To go against it is emotional treason

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Sep 29, 2016

Sep 29, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC

peter-r-hamilton

Paradise/Dice

You felt like you're the best with BMWs and Lambos On top of millions But i stare into her eyes And i see a paradise that I've never seen before There's much more to life than money And they can say there's much more to life than her But I'll choose to ignore them In my eyes, they're wrong Now i know my fires have stagnated for so long Each and every song i listen to Keeps me sane when the outside world Is losing their bolts over simpleton issues Something far less complicated than me I never knew she could grasp me mentally like this But I'm okay with it honestly God made it this way for a reason To go against it is emotional treason

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I hope you look back and smile at the millions of happy memories at the inspiring people you've met at the laughter you've shared with others at the amount of care and love you've felt at the kind words you've shared at the little things that make this world great I hope you look forward and realize how many extraordinary things are going to happen how many new seeds will be planted how many brilliant things you will achieve how many stories will be shared how many dreams will be reality how many things make this life worth living I hope you keep moving forward. "We either make ourselves miserable or make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same" - Carlos Castenada"

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Oct 17, 2015

Oct 17, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC

shyana-sri

I Hope

I hope you look back and smile at the millions of happy memories at the inspiring people you've met at the laughter you've shared with others at the amount of care and love you've felt at the kind words you've shared at the little things that make this world great I hope you look forward and realize how many extraordinary things are going to happen how many new seeds will be planted how many brilliant things you will achieve how many stories will be shared how many dreams will be reality how many things make this life worth living I hope you keep moving forward. "We either make ourselves miserable or make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same" - Carlos Castenada"

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