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Jay Jimenez Mar 2013
Tiny dancer
tiny dancer
Love my hands
Love me
Tell me im handsom
and you wanna dance with me all day
In the sand
In the shade
oh the smell of jade
and your perfect hair
and your pretty face
Elton sings your sweet song
and we both count the headlights
listening to one headlight
by the wall flowers
and lennon tells me
Don't loose your head
like I did
tell her she dances so good
in your weary head
kiss her face
And tell her
That
she's
your
tiny
dancer
In your
head
SøułSurvivør Sep 2015
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There's a creature in this cruel world
Who love's to hurt
And make you blue
He's out there lurking for you, child
He'll take everything from you...

... but oh!
How handsom and delightful!
When he speaks the silver rings!
Come to find out he is frightful
Scorpion with angel's wings

Watch out child...
Watch out for liars.
Those who practice to deceive!
He'll take you down
To his own fires
He will sting if you believe!

But! Oh how beautiful and graceful!
And! How exquisitely you sing!
But. My "friend", you are disgraceful!

Scorpion with Angel's wings



SoulSurvivor
9/6/201
To any poor woman out there who
had her heart taken away by a
sweet talking LIAR.
This song is for you.

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Abigail Madsen Dec 2012
A beautiful girl dressed in red
she can seem to get out of her own head
Beautiful eyes
met with the saddest demise
Red ribbon waving in the wind
in all the places she had been
A handsom boy dressed in blue
waiting to start anew
Broken heart
wanting to restart
Misses the girl in red
Holds her ribbon close to his heart
wanting to go back to the start
Mr Ree Sep 2016
smell hell
a rocket rips straight up
white
handsom ambiguous evil
a little bag of *****

whatever, it ****** works
this is different from nothing
this i guess is better
this i love to do
this became my debtor

blanks drawing outlines
wine colours them in
mona lisa nice to meet ya
hows a party of sin

god god off
and we art in heaven
abstainity
roll the fiver
The heavenly stars were shining
The celestial moon was bright
The earth was churned and ravaged
Dead bodies lay rotting in sight
The trees that once had beauty
With blossom that brightly shone
Now stand torn and splintered
Signs of love and peace have all gone
The cries of torn men and horses
Are silenced by mornings deep frost
These brave young men and chargers
Sacrificed not heeding of cost
Just boys who had a poor future
When times were terribly hard
Had to take what life delt them
With minds and psyche badly scared
You see them on the streets daily
Mutilated and tapping white stick
With minds and body's broken
No one cares for the the pain of the sick
Some sit on cold wet curb stones
Their bright shining medels on view
They ask were my eyes really worth it
Whilst begging a copper or two
The dear sweetharts they departed
From them love does no longer stem
They left proud strong and handsom
They returned just shadows of men
A hundred years have now departed
It was the war to end all future wars
Man hasen't yet learnt a lesson for living
Always picking and openingold scores.
What so many fail to see is the alility
To look within and see whats there
The outer shell can be ever beautiful
But the soul within matters to be fare

How often I hear of hes so handsom true
But deep within could be an inherited blue
Even your worst nightmare waiting for you
Not doing your homework a bad choice through

Learn to look within for signs of pure happiness
And ask of inner feelings if they care to confess
Follow your vibes voices of your very inner soul
Real love might be but even disiples wear a dress

Its your life but choices don't come forever free
Snap decisions often the wrong path that be
Making love ever beautuful and evil does it best
It never hurt a soul enjoy but remain your destiny

If two are really sure than the blessings are many
But you belong to you never sell yourself to anyone
Your heart has so much further yet to go in life
From birth until your whole life is thus over and done

Your ability to look within is born deeply within you
Your vibes are of advice from souls that sincerely care
Listen to them you won't go wrong for most of life to be
And loving yourself is no sin it allows a good life to bare

Equals preach but they are humans also wealth in mind
No better than yourself and only one of you to find
Be proud of whom you are and be that ever so well
Be yourself and to yourself always be ever so kind

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
Zero Oct 2020
i am strong.
i am handsom.
i am smart.
i am caring.
i am perfect.

i am a lair.
Ayn Feb 2020
I wish
Whenever I entered
My washroom of judgement,
I could look in the mirror
And question:
“Who is that handsom SOB?”

Instead,
I think of 6 random dudes.
Three look better than I do,
And three look worse,
But the latter all have girlfriends.
I wish I’d stop comparing myself to others. Dudes care about looks too, sometimes even more than women do. (I don’t care enough to try improving my looks tho)

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