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"goverment" poems
"Oh say can you see, our land of constant misery. Where dreams are crushed and faded, from the Nightmare we've created. We are born full of wonder, till our lives are covered with terrible thunder. Hopeless we've become, a country so accustom to glum. We are taught education is God, but really it's just a facade. Learning was never the mission, greed caused this division. Smart kids made depressed, over a school system we don't address. They can't get the perfect grades, so they turn to blades. State testing, grades, our lives judged by paper, so much stress caused, some choose to meet the Maker. Future doctors shunned because of a bad grade in History, they are instead forced to live a life of misery. Colleges and the goverment want only the "best", so who cares about all the rest? The man who could fix the economy? Put down because of a bad grade in Biology. Speaking of money, wanna know what's funny? Our future crippled with debt, but yet they tell us not to fret. Other countries' colleges are free, but us Americans can surely handle such a "small" fee. The system feeds on our scores and money, while some of us live on crumbs, isn't that funny? We start our adult lives behind, and the goverment doesn't seem to mind. We have to make the change, we surely can't be this deranged. We are the ones who have to fight, with ALL of our might! Remember, life isn't fair, espcially in this American Nightmare......"
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May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC
"American Nightmare"
The storm is coming, Mr Cameron dear, you better prepare for your officers fear, 96 ride that blackened cloud, they shout for justice clear and loud, For 23 years its been kept at bay, the truth is out, the angels pray, they pray that the law, will carry their cross, For the souls they took, the souls we lost, Shame on them that did us wrong, and those who believed all along, the lies, the lies, they told and spun, in that vile newspaper the s*n, Our fight nearly won, but its only begun, our lost ones beside us, they gather and applaud us, Coz were scouse no one believed, this made blood boil and tempers seethe, but with dignity.... and love we meant , we fought against the goverment, It's a long fight for justice, with all whats against us, that cloud with a silver lining, has arrived with perfect timing, our liver birds bow and say, come take them shankley, lead the way, and walk in peace, hand in hand, and go to rest in the promised land, the outcome being in our sight, our hearts rejoice and feed our fight, battered and tired we stand together, we wont walk alone, no way, NEVER........
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC
Justice for the 96
people say trust isn't something simply givin, that it's something earned just like with respect right? then why would we simplly hand out trust and respect to thoose above us? to the goverment? we put our entire life in their hands. our entire future. We put our entire country in the hands or a stranger and trust them to not mess it up. Why would we simply trust that that police officer isn't lying about what truly happend? And why do we simply hand out respect to our elders? is it because it is the right thing to do? but who made up what was wrong and right? who or what has that power? no one and nothing. Therefore everyone's right and wrong are totally different. we don't know what our elder's do when we arn't looking, do we? So why is it expected of us to hand out respect? Sure it's polite, but yet, who made up what is and/or isn't polite? Many people will answer this with god. Simply give god the power thaat he made us all. If i were god, i do believe he would regret his actions of creating human's, why create something so disgusting? So he has things to ackknowledge the beuty of earth? While we are ruining it? I do believe if there is a god he would have commited suicide. There is no reason to be proud of us human's in my eyes. We do terribe unforgiveable things, things that ruin, tear apart, demolish other's life. IN just one day it all could come crumbling down. It all did. It has multiple times before. And it will inevitably happen again.
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Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 9:47 PM UTC
Inevitable
Here is My Words of perception, They can be taken As words with direction, If we the people learn our lesson, There can be no more misconseption, Its time for a goverment confession, Stop the digression, Because Our class is now in session, With this Supposed end of reseshion, Shoes we wouldn't be in if not caused by Government Assisted Oppression, Some ignorant few, You might take these as words of aggression, Time to end deception Rooted in election, Instead of reflection Of ones self sustain, Endurance of pain, Not just in ones gain Stay sane Don't severe the vein That flows to the brain Time is here, no fear If we all play for the same team Only then Can we live, the American Dream
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Oct 18, 2013
Oct 18, 2013 at 4:01 AM UTC
American Dream
A succesful lawyer is deeply and desperately mourning for his dead wife today. A robber broke into their house yesterday, took their money away and killed his wife who happened to be at home alone watching TV by strangling her to death. He blames God for his wife's terrible death and decides to convert himself to atheism. A Mother has just got a terrible news this morning. Her son died in war yesterday. She blames God who let this happen and the goverment who sent her son away into battle Neither of them has the slightest ideas of what would happen in the near future if their wife and son hadn't died..... The lawyer's wife someday would be so bored of her husband's job that keeps him busy all the time and then start seeing another man. He then would find out about his wife's affair, confront her and after a fierce quarrel **** her by strangling her. After he kills the man his wife has an affair with he then shoots himself as well in the head... The woman's son would return home on leave immediately and accidentaly run into a very attractive mid-aged woman . Both would start seeing each other, to the woman's husband's dismay who then would end up killing them both before finally kills himself. Things happens for reasons.... Life is like a river.... You change its course, it would come three times swifter than it should...
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Nov 17, 2010
Nov 17, 2010 at 5:00 PM UTC
The River Wild
we are on strike today... in a passive sort of way we got to classes but don't teach the students come to classes but don't learn.... some lectures have become filmhalls here in theatre....we are offering donuts and a big bang marathon.... all to show a goverment that placing a new pricing scheme on higher education is counterproductive.... but they are not interested in our voice....we are but cogs ...... they the machine.
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
on strike
My God is the best God     my umbrella keeps rain from touching my forehead, a stone they roll away I take a drawing for a basket of airplanes, rainbows over movie posters      a city that fell into the ocean Pushing the envelope against the rain, I fake a letter of trigonometry     declaring myself to be a dead body A tattoo of a drum beating under a cloud      **** me up with a conundrum, using double negative numbers Probably a fake whirlpool, the natural condition of radioactive material, a sound dripping out from a hole I run open the door with a flag, they stole the border back from the goverment, pretending to be Indians I wish I was a moth, to find more comfort in lightbulbs.
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Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 10:58 AM UTC
Vacancy
Help the aged But not too much For they weigh heavily On the goverment’s budget And on our conscience And make us face Our own mortality Help the poor But not too much For they might think They deserve better than this And make us see That petty philanthropy Is pure hypocrisy Help thy neighbor But not too much For there is no society Just you and me A collection of people Just ordinary people Trapped in individuality Help your country Above anything else For there is honour And glory to be found Make the world see And let them gasp at our Grandiosity And do help me Above anything else Vote and applaud loudly Make this country great again And help the aged and the poor But don’t expect Too much sympathy
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Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 1:00 PM UTC
The Conservative's speech
beautiful; blue hair, ripped jeans, and a shirt that says **** the goverment**
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Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 10:51 AM UTC
haiku
if and buts and goverment facts extra bedrooms extra tax benefits cut no matter what all they want is take the lot turn our life upside down give our money to the crown leave the country in distress all because of the goverments mess keep our money take it away for there expenses we must pay we dont matter its govement law theres just no justice anymore
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Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC
govement rules
What quality would guarantee your smile? Admit such symmetry of beauty! What God upon his knees Would not be broken, When a bite, More than a kiss? So what if I dance with deamons? It is my demonstration of love, In a world that pities death, There's not muchleft at all. If you have gone forever, Well unto a longer, higher brow, Then despite my cravings I must dance with you no more. And yet, I still crave you From the carvings of the cave, Where you left all imagination Lost and wand'ring Without answer, In the hobo of the Soul. Are you kinder than a jealous God? Lost home and Goverment? What God upon His knees, When he is lost to you?
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
What God Upon His Knees
I BELIVE, FOR A SHORT IN TIME SOME PEOPLE ARE BLINDED BY~ MONEY, HOAX, AND SUCH THINGS ALIKES. IF YOU WANTED TO BE~ PLAYED HAD THAT CENTS! IF YOU WANTED TO BE GOOD ~ HAVE THAT SENSE! IF HE WANTED TO PLAY IN CENTS, SO, BE IT LIKE YOU...... BY, THINKING NOT OTHERS (MUKHANG PERA) IF YOU WANTED TO BE ~ JUST~ IN THE SIDE-LINE WE THINK BEFORE, WE ACTS! MY POINT IS TO HAVE SENSE OF BECOMING! THAN TO BE, A FACE OF CENTS...... (MUKHANG PERA) YET, WE ARE GIVEN BY TIMES TO CHANGE TO LOOK AFTER FOR OTHERS! HAVE YOU BECOME A SUCCESS FOR CENTS (MUKHANG PERA) HAVE YOU BECOME SPECIAL IN POSITIONS (MUKHANG PERA) HAVE YOU BECOMES HAPPY, IF OTHERS WHERE LOST (MUKHANG PERA) HAVE YOU SATISFIED OF BENEFITS, THAT IN SHORT (AICS) (MUKHANG PERA) REMEMBE THIS, FOR ME YOU ARE NOT WRONGS, YOU ARE MAYBE A VICTIMS OF NEEDS OF TIME! BUT JUST MAYBE YOU LOSE YOURS SENSE, BECAUSE THAT THEY GIVEN BLIDED YOURS FOR CENTS! WE CARES FOR YOU MORE THNA WHAT YOU KNOWS...... THUS, WE MIGHT FULLFIL THE ESSENCE OF OUR SERVICE FOR OUR DEAR GREAT NATION! FOR ME, REMEMBER THIS YOU ARE NOT WRONGS! IT'S YOUR CHOICE! IT'S YOUR LIFE! FOR ME, REMEBER THIS YOU ARE NOT A CHILD's IT'S YOUR WAYS IT'S WHO YOU ARE BUT LET ME TELL YOU THIS FRANKLY! DON'T ASK TOO MUCH FOR YOUR GOVERMENT OF YOUR LOST SOMEDAYS OF YOUR UNEXPECTED ...... DON'T ASK TOO MUCH FOR YOUR GOVERMENT BUT ASK YOURSELF HOW YOU BECOMES! BLAMES NO ONE's! BLAMES NOT OTHER's IT's YOUR CHOICE (BASED RULES -ORDERS <> locals) THUS, ASK NOT TOO MUCH ! BLAMES NOT TOO MUCH! YET, ASK YOURSELF? ARE LIFES YOURS IS FOR CENTS! OR SENSE!
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Nov 7, 2023
Nov 7, 2023 at 12:56 PM UTC
SENSE OR CENTS
I BELIVE, FOR A SHORT IN TIME SOME PEOPLE ARE BLINDED BY~ MONEY, HOAX, AND SUCH THINGS ALIKES. IF YOU WANTED TO BE~ PLAYED HAD THAT CENTS! IF YOU WANTED TO BE GOOD ~ HAVE THAT SENSE! IF HE WANTED TO PLAY IN CENTS, SO, BE IT LIKE YOU...... BY, THINKING NOT OTHERS (MUKHANG PERA) IF YOU WANTED TO BE ~ JUST~ IN THE SIDE-LINE WE THINK BEFORE, WE ACTS! MY POINT IS TO HAVE SENSE OF BECOMING! THAN TO BE, A FACE OF CENTS...... (MUKHANG PERA) YET, WE ARE GIVEN BY TIMES TO CHANGE TO LOOK AFTER FOR OTHERS! HAVE YOU BECOME A SUCCESS FOR CENTS (MUKHANG PERA) HAVE YOU BECOME SPECIAL IN POSITIONS (MUKHANG PERA) HAVE YOU BECOMES HAPPY, IF OTHERS WHERE LOST (MUKHANG PERA) HAVE YOU SATISFIED OF BENEFITS, THAT IN SHORT (AICS) (MUKHANG PERA) REMEMBE THIS, FOR ME YOU ARE NOT WRONGS, YOU ARE MAYBE A VICTIMS OF NEEDS OF TIME! BUT JUST MAYBE YOU LOSE YOURS SENSE, BECAUSE THAT THEY GIVEN BLIDED YOURS FOR CENTS! WE CARES FOR YOU MORE THNA WHAT YOU KNOWS...... THUS, WE MIGHT FULLFIL THE ESSENCE OF OUR SERVICE FOR OUR DEAR GREAT NATION! FOR ME, REMEMBER THIS YOU ARE NOT WRONGS! IT'S YOUR CHOICE! IT'S YOUR LIFE! FOR ME, REMEBER THIS YOU ARE NOT A CHILD's IT'S YOUR WAYS IT'S WHO YOU ARE BUT LET ME TELL YOU THIS FRANKLY! DON'T ASK TOO MUCH FOR YOUR GOVERMENT OF YOUR LOST SOMEDAYS OF YOUR UNEXPECTED ...... DON'T ASK TOO MUCH FOR YOUR GOVERMENT BUT ASK YOURSELF HOW YOU BECOMES! BLAMES NO ONE's! BLAMES NOT OTHER's IT's YOUR CHOICE (BASED RULES -ORDERS <> locals) THUS, ASK NOT TOO MUCH ! BLAMES NOT TOO MUCH! YET, ASK YOURSELF? ARE LIFES YOURS IS FOR CENTS! OR SENSE!
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As I stumble down a paved road I fumble with my cell phone Trying to read the screen info and the daily paper's digital memos... I wonder which superhero will save the box office this year or if we'll hear the guns of home, the guns that we let go. I wonder if a fidget spinner tournament will bring home dinner or if we'll hear the chains of Guantanamo, the chains that we ignore. I wonder if Mattel's new fat barbie will sell real well or if we'll hear the guns of Aleppo, of US-made shells I wonder if Christmas will win the holiday war, or if we'll hear the chains on your grandchildren, profiting the CEO Don't care to see if Trump is tweeting Fight and hope that war stops trending Gut feelin' goverment has dropped the big one on us Uncaring, and never-ending.
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 4:33 PM UTC
Star Spangled Satire
athiest think that a world without god is a dream come true but if God really left earth what would you do? day one "finally that holy creature is gone so we can finally have the fun that we want" so they drink steal and do exactly that but there is no drink without a hangover day two now that partying is through you get back to the life of crime but there is no reason to pretect and serve and there is no way to trust the goverment in nothing we trust and all those girls better watch out now that there is no pretecting and serving there is no law against ****** and killing begging and pleading praying to nothing because nothing is there day three a war has broken out nobody knows what to do just have faith in wait there is no faith that went with God so instead of asking God to come back or just be seen the ones who sent them away say where is your God now?
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
a world without God (not a poem)
times are getting hard money getting bad cant find any work no jobs to be had benefits are low not enough to live no jobs to be found none that they can give cost of living high we cant afford our food the goverment make our life somewhat rather crude if they cant find us jobs theres nothing we can do they say the ***** in your court a job is up to you so we will have to struggle and live life day by day hope pretty soon a job will come our way
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Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 10:03 AM UTC
no jobs
This country is run from the shadows The goverment here is blind Puppets for the evil ones that lurk and hide behind They reach for global ********** from deep inside the black They bomb and destroy there own buildings then send their troops to Iraq Must control the world Before petrolium's obsolete Before the energy source from the skies arrives with its massive fleet Who do you think is running this country? It's certainly not Obama Shadow men from behind the scenes weilding Rockafellers hammer
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Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
The Hammer
Did you seriously think, sonofabitch, that if you dressed in a luxurious enough suit, the blood on your hands would fade?, the fear you once awoke go pale? Do you seriously think that silk makes children come back to life? Brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers. All dead. By your own hands. And once again, I found you on the goverment, because when you put enough silk (enough money) around your shady words, people can suddenly turn a blind eye on the bombs you once made explode. *She went shopping one day to never come back. They couldn’t even have her body at her funeral— Oops! All we found was a tiny ****** arm. Sorry about your mom, about your newborn. You’ll never see either again.* Do you seriously think that money will make them come back to life? Not even as zombies they could rise, because to do so their bodies would need to be more than tiny little ******* scraps.
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Jul 10, 2025
Jul 10, 2025 at 9:40 AM UTC
"Oops"
Im a hopeless romantic its more organic than the produce youre buying just to make it through the week to feed your little family. Local Walmarts cant fit your budget. Your goverment isnt hearing your thoughts. Eyes are closed. Mouths are shut. Hiding the truth so our $100 bills can wipe their **** We're stuck in a rut. Poverty stricken. Moms not in the kitchen. Kids running the streets. Killing our teens. Selling our **** Filling our minds with negative energy. CNN isnt airing my hood yet. Fox 4 only shows local teens shot dead. Little girls losing their minds, talking to men just to waste some time. Just to catch a crime. Smoking up marijuana trying to run away from their problems. Running away from home to be alone in a world we cant think for ourselves. In a world we cant think to ourselves. In a world we cant walk the streets to get a drink without being shot by the local police. 99 cents only gets you so far. I dont know whats happening; what is this world. I dont know these people; who is this girl. In a world full of aliens i feel the most unknown.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 2:54 AM UTC
Untitled
Isn't it time?  Isn't it time to stop pretending everything is OK?  That the agenda of the rich is more important than the suffering of the poor.  That the starving die from hungry while the fat cat of greed binges and pukes more than he needs and then goes back for seconds and thirds.  That we willingly let ourselves waste away with ****** knuckles and bruised knees and broken backs just to keep corruption in the blood of those we've let strip us of our voices and our power.  That we are nothing more than puppets and slaves of big business hiding behind the mask of goverment.  That might makes right.  That war is OK.  That as long as you're in the right uniform mass ****** is legal and just.  That our children are killing their children and their children are killing our children and thats just the way it goes.  Isn't it time?  Isn't it time to stop the charade?  To stop pretending?  To final stand up and use our voice, our words and our power... and scream **** NO!  IT IS NOT OK!**  Starvation is not OK!  Bombs and bullets and the never ending cycle of war and hate is NOT OK!  Stop sacrificing our children to the march of war and the the business of men profiting from their tombstones.  Stop pretending we don't see the problem.  Stop pretending we cannot find a better solution.  That we cannot raise our children better, teach them better, LOVE them better.  Treat their lives better.  Put the old dog of war to sleep and spare their lives.  Let the gears of hate rust and crumble and teach them empathy and kindness and generosity and compassion and love.   I dream that I have died... and in those dreams I cry, I cry my heart and soul out.  Not because I am dead but because I have promised my son that I would always be there for him.  And in these dreams I sob and sob... repeating... "I promised, I promised him I would always be there..."  Sobing and repeating,  feeling that I let him down and that I lied to him.  I cry long and hard in these dreams until I wake up crying and sobing a deep snot filled cry.  Deep painful sobs and cold tears cutting through my face and burning down into my soul.  Repeating in the dark,  "...but i promised... i promised him..." And I know it wasn't a straight out lie and I know that death will make liars of us all... we all make impossible promises to keep...  If I live long enough to see him stand up on his own in this ****** up ugly world I will have kept my promise to the best I could... That is, unless I fail to teach and raise him better... to show him empathy and kindness and generosity and compassion and love are the only real solutions to making things OK.  That bombs and bullets and uniforms of mass ****** are not OK solutions... EVER.  If I fail to do this, I may as well have died in my bed the night I dreamed I was dead.
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 10:27 AM UTC
Isn't it time?
Isn't it time?  Isn't it time to stop pretending everything is OK?  That the agenda of the rich is more important than the suffering of the poor.  That the starving die from hungry while the fat cat of greed binges and pukes more than he needs and then goes back for seconds and thirds.  That we willingly let ourselves waste away with ****** knuckles and bruised knees and broken backs just to keep corruption in the blood of those we've let strip us of our voices and our power.  That we are nothing more than puppets and slaves of big business hiding behind the mask of goverment.  That might makes right.  That war is OK.  That as long as you're in the right uniform mass ****** is legal and just.  That our children are killing their children and their children are killing our children and thats just the way it goes.  Isn't it time?  Isn't it time to stop the charade?  To stop pretending?  To final stand up and use our voice, our words and our power... and scream **** NO!  IT IS NOT OK!**  Starvation is not OK!  Bombs and bullets and the never ending cycle of war and hate is NOT OK!  Stop sacrificing our children to the march of war and the the business of men profiting from their tombstones.  Stop pretending we don't see the problem.  Stop pretending we cannot find a better solution.  That we cannot raise our children better, teach them better, LOVE them better.  Treat their lives better.  Put the old dog of war to sleep and spare their lives.  Let the gears of hate rust and crumble and teach them empathy and kindness and generosity and compassion and love.   I dream that I have died... and in those dreams I cry, I cry my heart and soul out.  Not because I am dead but because I have promised my son that I would always be there for him.  And in these dreams I sob and sob... repeating... "I promised, I promised him I would always be there..."  Sobing and repeating,  feeling that I let him down and that I lied to him.  I cry long and hard in these dreams until I wake up crying and sobing a deep snot filled cry.  Deep painful sobs and cold tears cutting through my face and burning down into my soul.  Repeating in the dark,  "...but i promised... i promised him..." And I know it wasn't a straight out lie and I know that death will make liars of us all... we all make impossible promises to keep...  If I live long enough to see him stand up on his own in this ****** up ugly world I will have kept my promise to the best I could... That is, unless I fail to teach and raise him better... to show him empathy and kindness and generosity and compassion and love are the only real solutions to making things OK.  That bombs and bullets and uniforms of mass ****** are not OK solutions... EVER.  If I fail to do this, I may as well have died in my bed the night I dreamed I was dead.
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if and buts and goverment facts extra bedrooms extra tax benefits cut no matter what all they want is take the lot. turn our life upside down give our money to the crown leave the country in distress all because of the goverments mess. keep our money take it away for there expenses we must pay we dont matter its govement law theres just no justice anymore.
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 8:11 AM UTC
goverment law
in the dime store yesterday // Poor people !!!! • then the police man come So all us good folk are glad •• Poor people ! •• look ! look ! See the girl Walking lovely down the street good ! good  ! Here comes the Priest Grabs the girl and takes her home :::: we watch our dying on T V // eatin snacks as we ********** // Life itself is a ***** show // Knock BIG GOVERMENT  with All your might :: Time to vote ? GET IN LINE ( heads are turning Left and Right ) •• thinkin JERKING OFF FUGKS UP MY MIND hey Maybe I use a REAL GIRL next time ! // But REAL GIRLS is hard to find with their razor blades and ***** eyes
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
subsequently
I see no life, no death their is no now, no tomorrow just where we are at the moment with every step I take that is my future this is my living hell sealed with a devils' kiss I'm falling off the edge it seems Blackened by every mistake And I'm living on a broken heart of dreams Blackened by the ways you left me used the bruises clear as evidence upon my skin your words still ringing on the phone wondering if you ever cared at all was I just a toy that gave you control either way I'm stuck here sinking farther down once again It's my nightmare for a fairytale that doesn't exist Blackened year after year Now I feel not the love and I feel no hate days I can feel myself drown I can't take another breath trying to escape all of this is it just a matter of circumstance Blackened by all that's been done This world so bent on your knees' you crawl as you watch peace fall in every heart Blackened by the days to come These days their is no cure this is reality in this troubled land so full of sorrow your best friend now your worse enemy Blackened by all the pain No one there to hold your hand you pray for the promise land above but do you think you will be ready to enter the golden gate when everything is gone Blackened in the end I stand here alone a warrior, not a clone I show no self cause this is me, who I am messed up in the head I don't think so I see what you don't see and be who you can't be Blackened to the bone Hell turned upside down Gods' mercy here in a world already dead where goverment politics' has control they tell you what you want to hear and still you believe Blackened by your deepest sin Like rats in a cage there is no where to go while they feast on your soul ripping and tearing you apart they watch you bleed as thousands die you grieve Blackened by all you consume Afraid to make a stand you hide from your rage reaching for the sky as you hunger for freedom still you don't feed listening to ******* up laws telling you what you need and you follow with every promise they make Blackened from within Spiritwind ©2009
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Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 12:58 PM UTC
Blackened
I see no life, no death their is no now, no tomorrow just where we are at the moment with every step I take that is my future this is my living hell sealed with a devils' kiss I'm falling off the edge it seems Blackened by every mistake And I'm living on a broken heart of dreams Blackened by the ways you left me used the bruises clear as evidence upon my skin your words still ringing on the phone wondering if you ever cared at all was I just a toy that gave you control either way I'm stuck here sinking farther down once again It's my nightmare for a fairytale that doesn't exist Blackened year after year Now I feel not the love and I feel no hate days I can feel myself drown I can't take another breath trying to escape all of this is it just a matter of circumstance Blackened by all that's been done This world so bent on your knees' you crawl as you watch peace fall in every heart Blackened by the days to come These days their is no cure this is reality in this troubled land so full of sorrow your best friend now your worse enemy Blackened by all the pain No one there to hold your hand you pray for the promise land above but do you think you will be ready to enter the golden gate when everything is gone Blackened in the end I stand here alone a warrior, not a clone I show no self cause this is me, who I am messed up in the head I don't think so I see what you don't see and be who you can't be Blackened to the bone Hell turned upside down Gods' mercy here in a world already dead where goverment politics' has control they tell you what you want to hear and still you believe Blackened by your deepest sin Like rats in a cage there is no where to go while they feast on your soul ripping and tearing you apart they watch you bleed as thousands die you grieve Blackened by all you consume Afraid to make a stand you hide from your rage reaching for the sky as you hunger for freedom still you don't feed listening to ******* up laws telling you what you need and you follow with every promise they make Blackened from within Spiritwind ©2009
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Times are in despair I see corruption in law now you're so despondent this world seperated in dichotomy now becoming a one world goverment Soldiers, one by one watch them all fall fighting for a right, without reason all for greed of this land take this life if you dare blood spills only in your hand under this morning sun To the front of the line, my forgotten son you will die for treason if it's not for me on your knees you will crawl eyes blackened, you can't see this is the land of our free One world under one nation yet we still don't agree dying salvation just take what is not yours sign of the times you ignore blood stained fields even more like rain it pours Spiritwind ©2009
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 11:03 AM UTC
Dying Salvation