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Poetic justice Jun 2020
Look deep in the mirror And say: 'I LOVE YOU"

And immediately

An electric current will Ripple throughout your soul

And burst through your eyes..

Like shooting Stars

Dancing across the skies.

In ecstasy

Te tell your soul you love it.

Is like remembering

WHO YOU ARE

After being in a coma For a hundred years.

Your face will beam the light of a hundred galaxies.
Poetic justice Jun 2020
Oh I owe my bitten tongue to words kept within of which I'm afraid to speak.

My pen has yet to learn control, of what it writes born from my soul.

Onto paper emotions

flow, and still I wonder does she know.

"The stars in a heart seem to be a good start, of what I wish to say, just not today

Someday I might, but until then I'll continue to

Write.
Poetic justice Jun 2020
she tries to calm the storm within but she s a hurricane wrapped up with skin there's thunder crashing through her mind and her lightning looks

will leave

you

blind.
Poetic justice Jun 2020
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU SAY,

BUT HOW YOU SAY IT.

I'M SICK,

AND TIRED OF THIS ****

OF YOUR TEMPERAMENTAL HISSY FIT,

FILLED WITH IGNORANT

DRAMATIC SARCASTIC SPIT. !
Poetic justice Jun 2020
Life can be good, but let's keep it real.

It can truly start to ******* **** when you begin to feel that you're no more than a mere cog in someone's egotistical wheel.
Poetic justice Jun 2020
some search for love and some search for fame some admit their faults, others pass the blame some people change with the struggles they overcame some like attention, they like to be kept in the frame some are free spirits, they're very hard to tame some like to help others, they have a burning heart like a flame some people are selfish, don't you think that's a shame after all we're all human, we're in the same game this is my claim, the way we treat each other is totally lame considering the same planet is from where we all came we're all very different, but in survival we have the same aim.
Poetic justice Jun 2020
Seeking perfect rhythm in tune,

a poetic chorus of thoughts

begin singing,

just waiting to be written in

perfect harmony.

Words on paper, orchestrated for

the readers eyes to hear mentally,

they read the sounds of a poets

mind, silently listening ever so poetically.

Sights and sounds, never seen Deep Thought & Poetry or heard, all created word

by word.
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