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She used to be
A full moon,
But now she's only half,

She used to be a bubbly little explosion,
But now she can barely laugh.

She used to be a bright, sparkly,
Shiny little star,
Hanging in a pitch-black sky,

But now she's but a shooting star
Falling from way up high.

She used to be on-top of the world,
Until it came crashing down,

The ground beneath her steardy feet
Was stolen by an evil clown.

She used to be a carefreee,
Lively girl -
Loving endlessly,

Now she's but a hopeless fool
Crying and dying
On the inside -
Daily and nightly.

By Lady R.F ©2017
Nothing stays the same!
We can only pray
And try to stay strong.

God bless anyone who is hurting -
Anyone feeling alone!
Luke Apr 2015
Oooo, you lefty?
we've got a little Marxy
you ain't gonna get started
while diplomacy remains true hearted

we're wingers of right values
ain't wingers of wrong values
you better be beat, you you're beat, we'll keep you with no powers

community
Epicurys cury calmy
I was trying to tell my mum but she was working all these hours
Breaking broken feet on a floor below the towers

food banks feed some beans with beans
and beans on beans are tasty
especially on zero hours so that half the time I'm lazy

but why you so complacent when there are zero hours

The monachy with queens and kings
prancing in balmory
a smile, a wave, hey you behave,
are you doing enough for me

300 million, the crown is surely worthy?
a worthless hunk of metal junk to symbolise we're steardy
Sam Oct 2016
The flower droops,
showing its true colors.
Leaves fall to the floor,
all shriveled and brown.
The little old vase was all that was left,
It's steardy glass held in the water
to keep the flower alive.
Around the rim, cracks began to form.
Nothing was done to fix them,
they were little, they didn't matter.
But today, they grew large.
The vase broke, water spilled everywhere
and the flower was left,
laying on the floor,
*helpless

— The End —