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If Success was Happiness Then achievers would be glad But look around and you will find That many of them are sad Of course, Achievement gives joy And excitement, oh boy! But when our need becomes our greed To misery, this will lead The whole world is chasing Success Everyone wants achievement Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose There is no Contentment Why do people want to succeed? Why is everyone in a race? The Truth is that we want to win So that there is a smile on our face But though we win, we are not glad We have money, why are we sad? Happiness is not money, the sages said It's sleeping soundly when you are in bed We hear of suicides in the homes of the rich If they were Happy, then why this glitch? Although they are achievers, this fact we know They are not Happy, their face has no glow If successful, but unhappy, what is the use? Winning or smiling, what would you choose? The purpose of Success is for us to be glad What is the use of winning, if it makes us sad? Happiness is something different, we learn Not just money that we earn and burn Happiness is built on a foundation of peace Then we are blissful like waves in the seas Look around at the people who are glad They live in the moment, they are never sad They don't swing from the future to the past They are the ones whose Happiness lasts Happiness has no price tag, know this my friend It's a state of mind where nothing can offend It's being able to smile, and able to laugh Not just trying to raise our Success graph We can't measure joy in dollar and pound Happy is he who peace has found Though we may fly the world around We may be miserable on the ground Success is not Happiness, this Truth we must know We may have everything, what's the use of this show? The truly successful one is he Who lives with smile, laughter, and glee If one is Happy, then one has achieved all One doesn't have to be rich and in fame be tall One can have little, but if content is he Then he can live joyously Achievement gives Happiness, this fact we know But with Fulfilment and Contentment, does Happiness grow One who is Happy, doesn't need to win He has Peace and Joy without committing sin Joy doesn't need a foundation of cash One doesn't have to be rich, to enjoy life's bash Happiness is a simple state of the mind It comes from being loving, it comes from being Kind Happiness is Success. It is achieving life's goal It is being Happy in the heart, Peaceful in the Soul True Happiness is eternal, not just a moment of joy It last's forever, it can’t be destroyed Success is a journey of valleys and peaks Life is a see-saw, there are laughs and squeaks Success, unlike Happiness, doesn't last for long But the truly Happy ones always sing a Happy song So, Success is not Happiness, Happiness is Success You may be an achiever, whose heart is not at rest But though not successful, if Happy you are Then you are an achiever, you are the very best
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 8:26 AM UTC
SUCCESS IS NOT HAPPINESS... HAPPINESS IS SUCCESS
If Success was Happiness Then achievers would be glad But look around and you will find That many of them are sad Of course, Achievement gives joy And excitement, oh boy! But when our need becomes our greed To misery, this will lead The whole world is chasing Success Everyone wants achievement Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose There is no Contentment Why do people want to succeed? Why is everyone in a race? The Truth is that we want to win So that there is a smile on our face But though we win, we are not glad We have money, why are we sad? Happiness is not money, the sages said It's sleeping soundly when you are in bed We hear of suicides in the homes of the rich If they were Happy, then why this glitch? Although they are achievers, this fact we know They are not Happy, their face has no glow If successful, but unhappy, what is the use? Winning or smiling, what would you choose? The purpose of Success is for us to be glad What is the use of winning, if it makes us sad? Happiness is something different, we learn Not just money that we earn and burn Happiness is built on a foundation of peace Then we are blissful like waves in the seas Look around at the people who are glad They live in the moment, they are never sad They don't swing from the future to the past They are the ones whose Happiness lasts Happiness has no price tag, know this my friend It's a state of mind where nothing can offend It's being able to smile, and able to laugh Not just trying to raise our Success graph We can't measure joy in dollar and pound Happy is he who peace has found Though we may fly the world around We may be miserable on the ground Success is not Happiness, this Truth we must know We may have everything, what's the use of this show? The truly successful one is he Who lives with smile, laughter, and glee If one is Happy, then one has achieved all One doesn't have to be rich and in fame be tall One can have little, but if content is he Then he can live joyously Achievement gives Happiness, this fact we know But with Fulfilment and Contentment, does Happiness grow One who is Happy, doesn't need to win He has Peace and Joy without committing sin Joy doesn't need a foundation of cash One doesn't have to be rich, to enjoy life's bash Happiness is a simple state of the mind It comes from being loving, it comes from being Kind Happiness is Success. It is achieving life's goal It is being Happy in the heart, Peaceful in the Soul True Happiness is eternal, not just a moment of joy It last's forever, it can’t be destroyed Success is a journey of valleys and peaks Life is a see-saw, there are laughs and squeaks Success, unlike Happiness, doesn't last for long But the truly Happy ones always sing a Happy song So, Success is not Happiness, Happiness is Success You may be an achiever, whose heart is not at rest But though not successful, if Happy you are Then you are an achiever, you are the very best
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They call it a 'Class War" They call it a "War of Liberation" whilst its just another instance of white oppression Childish, immature, mean and nasty underachievers like the kid on the beach who kicks over others sandcastle because they are better than the ******* castle he made Like that that uncool dumb teen who scatters the board game because he's now seen that he is losing and cannot win at all like those ugly pimpled friends who would play gooseberry and cock-blockers because  they can't get nice dates of their own like that bitter mad one who will spill ink over your white top or new Trainers because he or she has old and ***** ones They are all from the world of the sicko psychos and damaged talent-less mean, envious, sad pathetic people going nowhere If I can't make it, why should others do and be winners They all graduate to the divisive politics of the ****** losers Power is stopping progress and advancement because they are down Power is bringing achievers and enterprise down they can's gain Power is sabotaging all that is good because they are bad in all Measly fetid minds they plot and conspire in gangrenous network dolts, scums, unwashed losers and rejects of society, bottom feeders Come join the Party, our specialty is chaos and disruption of winners The pathetic jokes of the white West, losers in their own backyards picks on an African who came from disadvantages to better them better educated, more intelligent, cool and stylish in every way pack full of potential, going places they can never go or reach Our sick, mean spirited under-achievers, expert losers and scums crawled on the war-path, riddled with envy, sick with jealousy ruin his progress, oppose and disrupt a black man who doubles efforts to achieve, what if losers try is given to them on a plate What here is done for the greater good, what here is honorable celebrated victories for psychos, racist underachievers I think not peoples power? more sick, tormented, jealous n envious chicanery anarchy jealousy, anarchy shame, anarchy racists, anarchy liars One Single Black achiever demonstrates the inherent strength and grace of our all our Ancestors against sick, persistent white oppression. That's the story here. If its a fair war, why hide and go underground, why fight *****
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 7:40 AM UTC
They glorify sick sadistic oppression...
They call it a 'Class War" They call it a "War of Liberation" whilst its just another instance of white oppression Childish, immature, mean and nasty underachievers like the kid on the beach who kicks over others sandcastle because they are better than the ******* castle he made Like that that uncool dumb teen who scatters the board game because he's now seen that he is losing and cannot win at all like those ugly pimpled friends who would play gooseberry and cock-blockers because  they can't get nice dates of their own like that bitter mad one who will spill ink over your white top or new Trainers because he or she has old and ***** ones They are all from the world of the sicko psychos and damaged talent-less mean, envious, sad pathetic people going nowhere If I can't make it, why should others do and be winners They all graduate to the divisive politics of the ****** losers Power is stopping progress and advancement because they are down Power is bringing achievers and enterprise down they can's gain Power is sabotaging all that is good because they are bad in all Measly fetid minds they plot and conspire in gangrenous network dolts, scums, unwashed losers and rejects of society, bottom feeders Come join the Party, our specialty is chaos and disruption of winners The pathetic jokes of the white West, losers in their own backyards picks on an African who came from disadvantages to better them better educated, more intelligent, cool and stylish in every way pack full of potential, going places they can never go or reach Our sick, mean spirited under-achievers, expert losers and scums crawled on the war-path, riddled with envy, sick with jealousy ruin his progress, oppose and disrupt a black man who doubles efforts to achieve, what if losers try is given to them on a plate What here is done for the greater good, what here is honorable celebrated victories for psychos, racist underachievers I think not peoples power? more sick, tormented, jealous n envious chicanery anarchy jealousy, anarchy shame, anarchy racists, anarchy liars One Single Black achiever demonstrates the inherent strength and grace of our all our Ancestors against sick, persistent white oppression. That's the story here. If its a fair war, why hide and go underground, why fight *****
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Symbol: The goat Opposite Sign: Cancer Meaning: The achiever Modality: Cardinal Element: Earth Ruling House: The tenth Ruling Body: Saturn Motto: I build Birthstone: Garnet Color: Brown Metal: Silver Flower: Carnation Fragrance: Spearmint Lucky Day: Saturday Numbers: 3, 4, 9 Lucky Colors: Red, Pink, Purple, Blue Lucky Flowers: Cyclamen, Plantain lily, Fittonia Capricorn is: persevering, patient, conventional, practical and disciplined.  Capricorn can be practical, unemotional, sober, orderly, controlling and manipulative.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 1:25 AM UTC
Capricorn
My eyes are steady on the mission I know when to hit the gas like an acceleration Or when to slow it down like friction I'll use previous wins for my motivation Past losses and mistakes as my precautions I refuse to be a prisoner of my own decisions Rather, an achiever of my intentions I don't know it all, so I'll ask questions Instead of making silly assumptions I won't chicken out, I have 100% dedication!
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
Mission
Spread your wings tonight, And get ready to fly, There is a life changing light, Up there in the sky; If you choose to stay back, Definitely not with me, No one stays in the dark, And end up being free; No matter how much the tears, It won't be enough to wash your pain, So join me lets overcome our fears, There is so much out there to gain; Remember this as we fly, Make up your mind to see the light, All you have to do is aim high, Sucess is the only thing that's right; So if you agree to fly with me, We'll encourage eachother all the way, Until we get there eventually, And live happier lives every other day.
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 2:44 PM UTC
The Achiever
Beautiful blue berries Blood red cherries… Swirling in the night Chocolate chip covered thief appearing with fright The beat of the candy heart vibrates with weak deliciousness While the frozen dessert screams its loyal wickedness There was a flaw in the meal For the law wasn’t happy and signed the seal A perfect good journey turns into a nightmare The monstrous ice cream still screaming its snare And now the story rises As the peanut butter footsteps arrives and surprises A strawberry invitation is handed to the achiever Icy tears hangs like icicles from the law breaker The peanut butter melts away and now the story reaches its ****** The salty eyes are now side tracked Beautiful blue berries Blood red cherries… They suddenly disappear The candy heart beat slows and is replaced with cold fear Ice cream drips into silence cutting off its screams Chocolate chip covered thief fades, leaving a ghost of its beams The flashing thief in the night Is finally gone, but the emptiness leaves a fright Yea I was hungry and extremely frightened So when the police stopped me, my imagination became deliciously enlightened
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 11:40 PM UTC
The Flashing Thief
#*He is quiet and confident Always does what is right Quite a conversationalist When relevant Believes in keeping to himself In a place of unknowns Knowledge and wisdom his strength Diligent and optimistic an achiever in life Simple and good at heart Understands and complements mine Loves romantic songs I am just the opposite Can’t stand any Retro is the only station, we listen to together in the car Has little understanding or interest of what I write Yet, always listens to/ reads my scribbles Our choices and tastes opposite as can be Not, when it comes to matters of heart*#
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 1:48 PM UTC
Aditya
Here's to the... Calorie counter Long sleeve wearer Excessive water drinker Mirror believer Professional over-thinker Clever liar Hair puller Tongue biter Thigh hater Toilet bowl hugger Magazine lover Belly fat **** At home cryer Bedroom hider Internet follower Social stink bug One sided therapist Friend loser Terrifying truth Reality dodger Space-brained Nicknamed Love rejector Anxiety collector Roller coaster rider Personal antagonist Perfection chaser Hopeless dreamer Nothing achiever Unnoticed angel Silent rainbow Blood seeker Soul-searching rebel Wilting rose
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Jan 26, 2013
Jan 26, 2013 at 9:44 PM UTC
Here's to you
Today received a mail from asylum , send a check list about Who is allowed to Visit the place! These are Doer for betterment of everyone, Crusader of humanity Harbinger of nature Achiever of truth Onlooker and caretaker of concord....... I couldn't able to positioned myself with any one So, decide to stay on this planet only!
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
Mail from Asylum
The memories, the dreams Spinning rings silver and gold those flashy things I'd remember when old gowns and caps the attire of the achiever I survived the traps and the grand deceiver graduation prom the grand tradition even my mom.. I am the first of my line to give up on thirst and mock the divine. I am a dropout I chose the hard way to live without what those papers say. Reality I live my life with a knife in my chest bleeding my heart out you all know the rest I hurt my beloved by not being there even if I really did care. I tried my hardest, it wasn't enough I did my best to be tough I can't give you 200% of a whole even if it were my only goal after all, you trained me as a robot just like everyone else, all forgot who I was, the second I left I've tossed and turned and wept. The memories, the dreams torn away from me ripped apart at the seams and tossed to the sea. Today was prom night and I stayed home again no shining light never again...
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Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 1:28 AM UTC
The memories I never lived out. The dreams I had to give up on. The life I live now.
What is it with Apollo, that draws my heart like light doth to a sunflower? Is it the solitude that drew Apollo to the land of the Hyperboreans? Is it the love that he had for Daphne which made her a laurel tree? What is it with Apollo, that draws my heart like a bee to a honey-laden-flower? Was it the over-achiever streak in him which made him Zeus' favorite? Was it the dark streak in his soul that added to his romanticist persona? Now I know that it is... the depths to which Apollo went, the jaws of Fate that Apollo bent, the torrential dark thoughts that Apollo sent, the hearts of mortals that Apollo rent. And when HE said, You're the only one...! With my dead mind, I'm a golden mine. It's my benediction; it's my affliction! What am I? Apollonian.
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Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012 at 6:53 AM UTC
I being Apollonian!
I am not the name upon the building There is no shingle hung for me But, if we walk into the forest You'll see where it's carved upon a tree I move in diferent circles though I like who I've become While my friends were busy studying I was absorbing, having fun I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn It doesn't matter one **** bit, I'm where I want to be Making ripples in the water, that make their way out to the sea I life life at a different speed and Time it is my friend Because just like those who studied hard We're all dieing in the end They won't outlive their building Their name not there to see But, deep down in the forest My name's still on that tree I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn They won't outlive their building Their name not there to see But, deep down in the forest My name's still on that tree
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 1:22 PM UTC
Thoughts of an under achiever
I am a daughter a sister and a lover but a fighter when needed I take what I can get but never give up hope that I may one day get more I am a hopeless romantic and not afraid to admit it I am lost in a sea of dreams and not sure which way I should swim People say I fall in love to quickly but maybe they don't fall fast enough I am stubborn and doubtful I try not give into temptations or peer pressure I am wild and crazy, loud and at times immature I am not afraid to say how I feel but then hesitate to make sure I don't hurt people I am a friend I am overprotective and can go a little insane I try my best to make the ones I love happy I never fail to intertwine my dreams and my reality So I can one day say I achieved far beyond what was thought of me I am an artist an athlete and a comedian I write how I feel, play to win and make others smile I am gay but I don't let it define me I accept it I am proud of it I am a one track mind with an old soul I am curly hair green eyes and talent that flows threw my bones I try to be myself at all times I am a dreamer a believer and most of all I am an achiever Hoping that one day I find my place in this world and if I get lost I won't hesitate to stop and ask for directions I am not afraid to chase my dreams even if they take me to the unknown I am more then what is shown on the outside I am more then you know
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:56 PM UTC
Everything that I Am
From the time I saw your face, I wanted to learn from you So Baby teach the course  I can really get into... I wanna  earn all the answers, every credit in chemistry 'Wanna be an over achiever, have you believing in me I wanna have love lessons in your arms I want my lips to learn from lips so warm I want those learning curves to lead the way To a Magna *** Laude someday     I wanna have love lessons in your arms I like to analyze your smile down to the finest meaning The homework is such fun it's almost like I'm dreaming With you I'm in the fast lane and I pass the courses faster Thanks for teaching me the ropes to help me get  my Masters CHORUS Bridge: 'Wanna get my education while learning from the best I wanna earn a PH D being the teacher's pet CHORUS Copyright Louis Brown
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Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 9:04 AM UTC
Love Lessons In Your Arms
They said that all that glittered was not always gold And even your star-struck eyes couldn't be sold for much of a profit; we were worth a little bit too much even if half of us couldn't be bothered to give a piece of the soul to the great big unknown so you danced to the music and stayed within your zone but your hips didn't quite move and your behind didn't quite shake Exam season had you thinking that the last turn-up was a mistake So you turn't down for everything to become a Top Achiever and gave your soul to Cambridge because it's clear that you're a dreamer And that's why your eyes became so suddenly star struck And how suddenly a past paper was worth a little bit too much But it was worth it because Even if one year of your life passed you by... Even if one year of your life passed you by... Even if one year of your life passed you by.... ...You still wrote your candidate number in sneakers looking fly. So even though not all of us can become an A* That doesn't mean that not all of us in life cannot go far As written in the constellations are the particles of our star-dust the whole is more than the sum of its parts and so are you my little star-struck former IGCSE candidate. See? You really were able to manage it.
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Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 5:18 PM UTC
An End of the Year Address for Our Form Fives.
Is this the hardest thing I’ve ever done? Watching us crumble, The foundation we built Now cracked, Splintered, Like my heart. Heartbreak isn't new, But not like this - I’m shattered and wrecked. You're my confidant, My mpenzi, My darling, My handsome man, My kindhearted super achiever, Joyful, yet so melancholic Emotional, yet so light-hearted Strong and vulnerable, Brave, But also so afraid, What are you so afraid of, darling? I wanted to shield you from the hurt, Seeing you break shattered me in ways I couldn’t express. My tears never came, Only the sharp, silent ache, A dagger twisting deep within. Why do we have to say goodbye? You belong in my heart And I in yours. I don’t know what comes next, But I wish we could turn back - Undo this hurt. Yet, I wonder: do you truly love me? Or are you afraid to admit it, Caught in a complicated web? Still, I love you, Beyond all doubt.
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Sep 12, 2024
Sep 12, 2024 at 1:24 PM UTC
Shattered Pieces
I don't hangout with normal people, they do not see me as their equal, I'm a strange, deranged mind who to them represents evil... A pigeon who needs to be fed or fed on by an eagle I guess your rough perceptions, and strong question never really did ever make for a sequel. So lets end your story, poetic hunters feigning for glory... Who cut our words short, adjectives, ****** and gory And my complex thinking, they simply ignore me! But they'll cause an action as soon as their pockets scream "poor me!" I wonder if we're heading for a direction that we were in before me? Turn a skeptic into a believer.. Turn a failure into a achiever.. Turn a group of hopeless followers into brave and bold leaders Approach a woman with caution She just may be a deceiver Who prays on naive men, rips their hearts out and then mentally eats em! Take life 12 rounds, don't let the knockout beat ya Be your own star, don't settle for someone else's feature I tend to over-think What most of society thinks I also sometimes wonder If they'd help me if I ever sink? I can't be to concerned Disaster strikes in a blink Learn to survive, too stay alive If you wanna avoid jumping off the plank. Ready to finish this song off With a mind that is usually wrote off Cause I think of society as a place where, media rules and we're all a cost Breathing in fresh exhaust While feeling the burn of the world's frost Leaving the good people, hurt, in a daze and just all lost My hands are bleeding freedom as I pray and hope for freedom Locked up as a poetic peasant Stuck in a mindless kingdom... *Where the bad outweighs the good Hunting on poetic thinking Cause poetic minds are targeted and never understood!* -Dougie Simps
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Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 1:59 PM UTC
"Poetic Hunters"
I don't hangout with normal people, they do not see me as their equal, I'm a strange, deranged mind who to them represents evil... A pigeon who needs to be fed or fed on by an eagle I guess your rough perceptions, and strong question never really did ever make for a sequel. So lets end your story, poetic hunters feigning for glory... Who cut our words short, adjectives, ****** and gory And my complex thinking, they simply ignore me! But they'll cause an action as soon as their pockets scream "poor me!" I wonder if we're heading for a direction that we were in before me? Turn a skeptic into a believer.. Turn a failure into a achiever.. Turn a group of hopeless followers into brave and bold leaders Approach a woman with caution She just may be a deceiver Who prays on naive men, rips their hearts out and then mentally eats em! Take life 12 rounds, don't let the knockout beat ya Be your own star, don't settle for someone else's feature I tend to over-think What most of society thinks I also sometimes wonder If they'd help me if I ever sink? I can't be to concerned Disaster strikes in a blink Learn to survive, too stay alive If you wanna avoid jumping off the plank. Ready to finish this song off With a mind that is usually wrote off Cause I think of society as a place where, media rules and we're all a cost Breathing in fresh exhaust While feeling the burn of the world's frost Leaving the good people, hurt, in a daze and just all lost My hands are bleeding freedom as I pray and hope for freedom Locked up as a poetic peasant Stuck in a mindless kingdom... *Where the bad outweighs the good Hunting on poetic thinking Cause poetic minds are targeted and never understood!* -Dougie Simps
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She’s a go-getter, A real achiever, Ambition burns her, Dreams filled with fever. Lipstick, red and slick, Ears, gold spins and spirals, Hair, long and beautifully curled, Skin, supple and smoothly pearled. Neck, exposed and proud, Shoulders, open and marbled, Chest, creamed and perfumed, Hips, mini-skirted and revealed. Posterior, raised and inviting, Interior, poised and excited, Exterior, rosy and aroused, Inferior, dirty and discarded. Money showers her at the town table, Attention applauds her in the tabloid papers, Men wine and dine her up and down the land, Silken beds caress her shapely legs and soft hands. Flaunted, Used, Abused, Dreams sold.
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Jan 2, 2012
Jan 2, 2012 at 6:46 PM UTC
Let Go
There in that crevice, in that corner buried in horror and humiliation: a broken resolve, a frozen dream; waiting in resurrection, guiding us on, that still small voice in the wilderness of the heart that just never gets smothered. There is a risen Lord in all of us, waiting waiting to tide over, waiting to cross over; Yes He finds us, when unsteady faith is rocking in a hundred storms, walking on the waters. Yes the sea of Galilee is indeed here; When in awe we sit by the doors of that right reverend, or that elevated achiever, He allows our tears to wash his feet, our hair to dry them up and pours His simple love out; He revives the dead in us; Yes, He is death revived, the resurrected Truth in us, the eternal Hope of an unfamished fragrance.
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Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 12:08 PM UTC
Unfamished
The achiever meets the benefactor. This can work quite well, provided that Cancer has no objections to the grand projects Capricorn frequently gets involved in and Capricorn allows Cancer to be in charge of their private sector. Once they become attracted to one another, they're eager to solidify their relation and don't mind the prospect of building a home together. A family is fine, too.  They mean it when they commit. But they continue to compete about the leadership and about whose plans should win when they have conflicting intentions. The relation can be noisy at times, when the two strong wills collide, but they can take it. It's a process by which they improve their relation, even when it seems like the very opposite. Actually, they are both stimulated by it.  A lasting peace would make them confused and worried, sensing that something is missing and worrying that their love is fading.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
Capicorn and Cancer Compatibility
Anger, An over exxagarating under achiever, Speaks to me. Pulling me deep in myself. Taking seat next to me. Closing the blanket of skin around me. The silence gets louder. Hiding from my own worst intentions. Wait it out, He'll calm down. His face flush with a smile; A grin so malice. Don't let him get stronger, Doing his best to make it worse. The rage is fading. What happened?
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 6:50 PM UTC
Quick Fit
The winter is over, you can see with a flooding river, I am now promising to be an achiever, because the problems of the past are over. In my heart I am creating a place for you That is why l am sending you a black rose, as a symbol for a new beginning, in a new land with a new feeling. All the pain that l have caused, On my knees forgiveness l'm begging. The door of happiness I have opened, True love is all that l'm searching, and in you heart that's where it is made. That is why l am sending you a black rose, as a symbol for a new beginning, in a new land with a new feeling. You and me together,forever all the days of the past l can remember, but all are gone coz now l am a problem solver, This is the truth l can even guarantee, because the bright future l can now see, flying over beautiful flowers like a bee, That's why l am sending you a black rose, as a symbol of the new beginning, in a new land with a new feeling, the feeling with no ending
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 6:02 AM UTC
Black Rose
done turned like the radio dial - zig zag in its artsy  ness on the afghan blankets,  on the bench seat old tahoe. never have i ever ****** the gym owner in my over achiever bally sports bra / or i lie all the time. and, like, you could be the pink alien in tassled chaps or the singer/poet. dialed the pizza place and hung up, dialed the congressman and hung up, embarrassed - without a trick to pull out of your ultracool spacesuit.
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Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
tracts
Cute snowy-haired child Sprinkles of freckles; gilded face Tender spirit; meek and mild Paints a glorious picture of grace A child of December The angel I remember Gentle, this boy; and unpretentious A quiet achiever; naturally gifted Imaginative and conscientious But even here you drifted A boy of December The angel I remember Kind and selfless; not materialistic Boy not boy and man not man; Seeking alone. Always seeking. Exceptionally artistic The gentlest of gentle I've known A son of December The angel I remember The poet emerged Words lingered on lips. And died. Unspoken. Feelings buried. Submerged. Lineage and ties broken. A man of December The angel I remember
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Jan 6, 2011
Jan 6, 2011 at 12:53 PM UTC
The Angel I Remember
i like prada(wht u like) got ***** in mi hand(wht u got) and all yall ******* be like yadda yadda yadda yadda got dame i dont think u even ******* understand come close, you dont even know who i am snappin at mi a$$ like a ******* PARANA* you an under ******* achiever gona snap ya like a twig...overdosed nirvana when im up on the block all the men faint their gurls hating cuz i am who they aint im always open so call me for a date leave your girl behind she'll never know wht hit her up though the grass hissing like a snake she'll never know wht bit her
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Nov 16, 2011
Nov 16, 2011 at 1:10 PM UTC
Untilted