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Tina Apr 2019
you are not hated,
you only want the best,
for you,
why care,
if people hate you,
only you should,
love yourself,
be you,
dont hate or fight,
you are unhated,
pushing for people,
to like you,
when all they,
will do is,
judge you,
your unhated,
you have many,
people who love you,
people will hate you,
but you are unhated,
cant be the best,
without being you,
hater will hate,
but never hate you,
you will never hate yourself.
White with daisies and red with sorrel
  And empty, empty under the sky!—
Life is a quest and love a quarrel—
  Here is a place for me to lie.

Daisies spring from ****** seeds,
  And this red fire that here I see
Is a worthless crop of crimson weeds,
  Cursed by farmers thriftily.

But here, unhated for an hour,
  The sorrel runs in ragged flame,
The daisy stands, a ******* flower,
  Like flowers that bear an honest name.

And here a while, where no wind brings
  The baying of a pack athirst,
May sleep the sleep of blessed things,
  The blood too bright, the brow accurst.
Moronic feelings
Led me to this stage
Hyperlectric spotlights burning
Faces into brains
Unrejected homicide
Our side is up in flames
Unelected anarchists
Fell to their own games
Barbaric wreck-hugs
Weakened our domain
Undivided enemies unhated
Blame for bloodstains
Repulsive redefectives
Are all that will remain
But standing in the ashes
A martyred carved grave

Directed erasal
Water on hearts
Leader/Unleader
Science of Art
Oxygen wasted
Life torn apart
This. End. Is. Us. Now.

If I die then I die
Where’s the harm or fun in that?
If I fall I will fly
I inspire truth’s attack
Harmony Sapphire Jun 2017
died without knowing the truth of what happened.
the past unforgiven and never again forgotten.
memories lost are now found.
no justice in a world that is round.
a sadistic amnesia with repair to the damaged mind.
my heart breaks with what I find.
remembering a soul mate too late.
when it mattered the most.
I now stalk his ghost.
a bodyguard untrusting.
a sickness was lusting.
evidence remembered but undiscovered.
a last will and testament in the wrong hands.
npg was his band and 3rdeyedgirl became his new world.
he found me when I could not remember.
after he died my memory returned.
my heart cracked and burned.
his essence cremated.
his assets debated.
his legend unfaded.
my soul forever waited.
a destiny outdated.
an image unhated.
a body degraded.
now extinguished.
pure intentions never mentioned.
to bring him back a miracle I wished.
I would give anything to make true.
to restore his life new.
so together we can be two.
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