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Better Peices

You were old and new all at once
A deadly temptation 
A glitch in my solid nature
And so I dove head first
And as I did I watched the pieces
Of me break away
To reveal an alien 
A rawness, a vulnerability 
I had never thought I possessed
Yet there I was 
And there you were unchanged 
And unaware that I was scrambling 
For my better peices

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The gentleman who liked mangos

Down by Bliss Street where the frangipanis bask,
And the Goddess of Love has put up her tent,
Lives a gentleman with fire in his eyes and cats in his kitchen.
Oh of course I will tell you he's an angel if you ask,
And his magic lies in the making of enchantment,
Why then do dark clouds cover my silent sun?

We will sing together and dance in a fury of touch,
Like the wind does when a storm comes passed,
We will laugh and joke and taste wine in gentle sips,
And that won't matter much,
Because as you might have guessed,
Love has taken me and kissed me on the lips.

Time has curled up on her couch like a Siamese cat,
Yet he still loves mangos and a foot massage at night,
Perhaps God finally got it right,
When he touched his finger and tipped his hat,
And he walked out into the light,
Why then do dark cobwebs trap me in fright?

By the sea of blue and the grass so green,
He will lay his head on my shoulder and hum,
And all the dark clouds will drift away,
The cobwebs will vanish forever,
In the dark I will find my way,
And finally..finally...finally,
The bells repeating in my brain will cease,
And I will be able to breathe again.

Oh gentleman of Bliss Street dance for me once more,
Before the candles in my lonely church are lit,
Come with me and sway upon the dance floor,
And I will read a poem and gently massage your soul,
And the red fire of enchantment will burn forever more.

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It’s my life not expecting you to understand it
A man who when he was a boy his mother abandoned
Alienated like I arrived from another planet
While you were with your family joking, laughing and eating a peanut butter sandwich
I was moved from foster families and children’s homes
Surrounded by people but feeling alone
 Everything I go through is some kind of building zone
Treated differently because I’m not wanted or loved by my dad, sister mum or brother
Feel like everyone trying to get to know me is working undercover
So the first thing I do is run for cover
Opposites attract I’m cold inside does that make me summer’s lover?
Being uncomfortable makes me comfortable
I feel safe being vulnerable
I’ll be the first to say I’m dysfunctional
Am I supposed to lie and say everything all great and wonderful?
Should I already understand and know it all?
You belittle me but I’m still growing tall
You wanted me to catch but you didn’t even throw the ball
An insomniac and I know Money can buy a bed but not sleep
But how much would a meaningful hug cost me?
I could wish and pray to the sky
But that’s just not me
Anytime love got me
It seems that Luck lost me
So I Push away the people I want to stay by my side
The ones who are worth your tears won’t make you cry
I could do 99 good deeds for you
But you would count the mistakes I make in life
So I don’t even try no more
I don’t cry no more
Love no one trust no one, **** them all
If you want to walk out my life. Here let me hold the door

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Hey everyone, I'm 16 and this is my first 
poem that i've ever posted. I would like to 
know your thoughts, and thank you for 
your time! 

The night is dark and silent
The thoughts come rolling in
And hour after hour
I wonder where you've been

If you ever think of me
In this deep dark night?
As when the moon above us shines
It's possible that you might

At one point we were one
So long ago it seems a crime
But our bond is of a love
One that will outlast time

If I ever saw you again
I'd ask how you've been keeping?
All I'd need is just one look
Our time all too fleeting

To say that I don't miss you
Would be an outright lie
Without you I am lost
I'm barely getting by

I wonder where you are
When we're so far apart
You're already gone
But never from my heart

I can't ever let it out 
Or the sadness will grow
So until we meet again
It's best you don't know

So it's at night in the darkness
Where I think of you
And the night isn't black
But a dark shade of blue

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Bitter by ; being mentally bruised and battered most of my life,
shaken with fright without a single soul to help me
through the troubles unseen horrors of the night, 
from an evil source that I fear to strike. 
But as the evil forces, who limited my choices 
that when I found my stallion horses. 
Swiftly it came to my head I can run and I cannot hide, 
feeling the Beast closing in on every time I decide to hide. 
Tired of running and tired of alluding this
relentless creep as my red bolt eyes weep 
feeling rest-less, likes a lonely defeated warrior from his home in retreat 
that is when I knew it time to rest, to release my Beast. 
But in a fight, I may not win however as I cast out my dirty words sin
I made sure it felt my impact, to the bloody end.

by Keith Kadell

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I am a Jewish boy 
I wonder if I will ever survive 
I hear people screaming and crying 
I see skinny people with shaved 
I want to see my family 
I am a Jewish boy 
I pretend to smile 
I feel very scared 
I touch something that feels like a 
I worry if I will ever survive 
I cry when I see dead bodies 
I am a Jewish boy 
I understand someone ought to die 
I say people will survive and 
freedom will come 
I dream that I will survive this 
catastrophic event 
I try to save other people 
I hope for freedom 
I am a Jewish boy

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The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.

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Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you

just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence

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As I stand in a empty street,
Uncontrollably out of my mind.
As the demons rise,
Returning to take back there,
So called pride. 
Don't see why I even tried.
There all way to fried ,
In there own state of mind.
Stepping into the shadows ,
As da voices get louder ,
Waiting for reality ,
To come back together ,
Shortly after I seem to 

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Family love

How popular and loved are you? 
I'm not talking the passed by wanna be's,                                    
or those who give you hugs when they see you.                      
Forget about the ones who call themselves your friends,         
while they texted you once in the past seven days if they even tex ted.                                                
You have more than thousand friends on facebook even more twitter followers,                         
how many can you call when you out of bread,                             
forget about the taxi fee when the month is dark.                                               
How many who actually follow you in real life,                                 
forget about those you bbm and send your naked pictures to,                                                      
how many who whatsapp you, 
facebook you without seeing your status updates?                        
forgive me if I'm being paranoid or insensitive.    
they say you are the twerleb, a celeb that is dating Caleb 
but what we see, self hate human being, who post selfies
that  describe the life would you desire.
They say your tweet said " clubbing tonight"
while you were busy cutting yourself under the bed today.  
Your friends used to be, 
are posting picture of their families, 
some selfies of their resent boyfriends named Tim,               
and you still busy posting edited jokes about people,                     
how lonely can it get?                
How lonely are you?                          
Maybe you don't need any of that, 
maybe all you need is family love,  
I may not be the smartest, 

but I have shoulders to give, 
I have tissues to wipe away your tears, 
because I am your family.
we are here for you

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Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, While Words Will Always Hurt Me

Nothing is turning out like I wanted it to.
Everything is now black and blue.
Wrist cut up with a sharp blade.
Blood rushing out like it's being made.
Thoughts of death running through my mind.
Nothing is clear to me, I am blind.
What's going on?
Scissors are suddenly being drawn.
My end is near.
I can see it start to appear.
What you thought were funny jokes.
Made me want to choke.
Prank calls, blocked messages, statuses all calling me names.
You all have caused me so much pain.
Whore, slut, *****, cow, fat, ugly reappearing in my head.
I don't know what to do anymore but lay in my bed.
Who am I supposed to turn to?
I have no one but you.
I dream at nights about not being here anymore.
I don't think I'm a whore.
I have a plan now.
Explain it to me now.
I've got a gun.
It's all been done.
I'm leaving now.
Goodbye everyone, Goodbye forever.

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The storm ends

Quite silly to
During inclement
Birds on the hill
Announcing the
Blessings for
Water and stone not
working miracles

Not the rule
Although some
Not effectively
And no smiling
Possibly reduces
Loads tears.

Puzzled stripes
In south and breeze
And the dissolute
No one else to turn
Affected continuous
The Hobo
Also fell in

But are persistent
The wrath of Heaven
Impatient that
With the integration
of tikatik ...
The roof
the beach
And the plains.

And also quite tired
The grain
In nearly depleted
Cause stubborn and
That attacks
In shy grass
And shoots beyond.

Allowed to
Re reign
Among those in
The brilliance of
And blaze of
Heat of dawn,
In the world of the

On standby
In the air
The cloud
To spread scattered,
And love dancing
Adjoining the thirst
Lost souls.

Ledge already
The Mysteries
And mystery machine
Insisted stand
Over the world
As hell!

Tomorrow morning
show the moon
To impair
Although clarity
Stare and think,
A light wind
In promising fields!

At night reign
The day head,
And the rainbow
Eager to sit
Notes and stars
Who love
And enjoy!

Not drown
On the strength of
false conflict
And not widows anode
The rose and leaf
Cause brutality,
Despair is running
Ends the storm!

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the beast and me

There's fire in my lungs.
smoke flows through my veins.
I feed the beast my soul
to gain euphoric pain.
I serve he who lives in me.
The monster in my mind.
The creature so abusive,
at times can be so kind.
In my mental hell,
I sit beside his throne.
I tend to his desire,
so I don't have to be alone.
Here He is my god.
And I, in turn, am his.
A symbiotic worship,
sealed within a kiss.
Sulfuric fumes consume us,
as we dance into the ether.
The hands of god are ours.
Hes made me a believer.
My halo, so very worn.
His horns, so alluring.
Hand in hand we walk,
love and hate enduring.
His guidance lifts me higher
than any drug could try.
His chains hold me down.
bound wings can not fly.
Walking straight and tall,
crawling on my floor.
I am his moonlit goddess.
And his filthy whore.
I wont break his binds.
I wish not, to be free.
I can never escape him,
for this beast is me.

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Cry of A Successful Man

With love comes consequence
With hope comes failure
With triumph comes fear
With peace comes worry
With riches comes pain
With poverty comes envy

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Moon Light

The moon light brightens up the night
With all its strength and all its might
Nights so dark but moon so bright
It glows upon my house just right
When its at its peak of height 
Thats when it is at its purest white
It is such a gorgeous sight
A sight to see 
Just for me
Always got me wondering
I wonder about outer space
And how its such a beautiful place
Has so much history
Yet still a mystery
So much to explore
I want to learn more and more
Want to get down to its core
I think about this at four
Four a.m. and I see the moon
As shines upon my house 
And cast light throughout the world

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Autumn sense

   Autumn senses..
Turn a leaf that fly to ground.
Like the surf that must be round.
Loosen minds are Autumn- minds.
Rove to Eden does no sins.

Drift in winds are Autumn- senses.
Cursor ways are lights with ends.
Surface dust is Autumn- skies.
Autumn life is easy pies.

Pollute worlds have polluted airs.
Filthy messes are not so fair.
Autumn scenes are worlds that stained.
Social stairways need to think.
------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---------- 

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Uncountable times,
Strongly blocking SHE from roaming out of the righteous pathway.

Uncountable times,
SHE slip out of the compound SHE set up.

My dear,
How many attempts more do you want?

Do You know,the fruit doesnt taste nice.

Please ,go back.

Life,Miserable.Plant a good seed in your dubbing organ and water it.

And Then,life shall lift up your lips.

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Fall in battles acts for china tyrants all by nemesis bring to them by ways of good or gods. Battle arrays come for nothing fun. Jokes about the wars are not so easy. Juggled history may hide our ethnic sins. Free the Tibet must be good. Hard and harsh are battles forms. Like a spasm our tyrants need to fall. Front and ranks are falling lines. Puffs of winds are tyrants’ heats. All except are rights are laws are upright sues.
Most are struck off one bodily also get the infected with names on books of true reviews of history.
Dirt removed is something clean. Ways are clean and laws should clean. All debugging all are faults in china tyrants’ life. Judges on sides have bribery panels. Mostly they obtain hireling claques for all their fable shows with history. Each of us should wonder what is cost for tyranny killing. Where are gods? What is nemesis? Foremen laws are franking stamps. Laws so contrasts are equal laws and upright justices. Do it always there.
Double dealing all are something bad.
Social ethos some are wrong.
Cultural pluralism some are good for heads to toes.
Cultural tyranny all are fowls that inhumane.
China manic ways will like the politic infiltrations. Reddish dominatrix tyranny comes as evil jokes.
Made destabilize upright put for shaking some for wrong doers are better worlds.
Laws should destined just and more for human right.
However sometimes Destiny might be cruel. What will gods to say about the more detached of china evil troops? 
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------------       


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The Girl I Used To Know

You criticized me to the end of my 
existence. I completely lost myself, simply 
sitting made me anxious.
I was always waiting for you to call my 
name and point out another mistake. Self 
worth. What is that?
Quite frankly, I'm trying to rediscover 
mine. Since it has been perished. 
Diminished along with the feeling of 
I'm not comfortable anymore. I'm sorry if 
you think I'm superficial for liking clothes.
But I'm forever searching for an outfit that 
I don't have to tug at and readjust like my 
Sorry if my attitude isn't chipper when I 
first wake up in the morning after only 
getting 3 hours of sleep
because I had lay awake and analyzed 
every single one of my actions for the day,
after you insisted on pointing out 
everything I could have done better. Sorry 
that you think I'm a perfectionist,
because I'm more than aware that I'm not 
perfect. More than aware, because you 
remind me everyday.
I actually don't strive to be perfect, I just 
strive to be accepted. Your voice is like 
acid to my ears. 
All I want is one day of not having to hear 
your icy tone after you call me ignorant.
But ignorance is bliss, don't you know? I 
am so lost now that I actually miss the 
days that I was naive to this world.
The days where I just nodded and obeyed. 
Thinking that it would eventually change 
But changed me. I've become a 
heartless *****. Actually, I care SO much.
Though, no one knows that. If I come off 
as a *****, I'm truly sorry. But I feel 
constantly on edge,
like I have to either defend or prove 
myself. If someone compliments me, it 
has to be a joke.
Who could compliment such a worthless 
piece of human existence.
That's what I think of myself now. Your 
fault? No, it's mine. My fault for not being 
able to overcome this.
My fault for turning to drugs because 
Molly was the only one who could make 
me happy. 
I counted how many times I genuinely 
laughed this year. Six. All of them when I 
was high.
My fault for locking myself in the 
bathroom and not being able to look in the 
mirror without bursting into tears because 
I hated myself so much.
I'd sit there and write out lists. Lists of 
everything I needed to change about 
myself, because what I needed to change 
about myself was everything.
But, then what does that leave? Nothing. 
And if I am nothing, then I no longer exist.
I spent so much time trying to be good 
enough for you, that I forgot about what 
was good for myself.
Gabriella? Yeah I knew that girl. But she 
disappeared the day that she met you.

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Am not a painter
But the picture is broken
With a maze background
Its shape, loop
In the pent house
This picture stands
The man inside melancholic
Though the setup fervent
Scenarios fatalistic
To the novice fallacious
And spell binds many
Making the modest definition
The zenith of Hades
Color-flies the entire texture
That maroons the spear contrast
Benching a murky frame
Lights on, lights out
The close fastidious
And remains obnoxious

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The city

Forever setting an casting this life. Forever weeping its sunda as she crashed and put her self at bay. 

Hide away weeping and creeping always seeping. Never to see the light of day. For every morning weeping for ever creeping up thy path. Rusty gates  lay at bay. Creeping open at a whisper !!!!

The city stands tall at a glance she will never fall. The people fight for the right to strand. But they seek no darkness. And seek no creeping path of sunda. To feel the warmth off this slumber. As they sleep this nightmare away. 

The city sleeps but never weeps as she lay in rune. Waiting for her people to walk her streets once more. The city shall stand tall. And shine with all her might as the people return once more.

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Cheer and Root Hong kong Donald JUNG

   Cheer and root is DONALD JUHG. 
Act a way in open also other evil schemes in secret.
Overt does or convert acts are china tyrants ’contacts.
Hong Kong china commie teacher pets might beg for china tyrants blesses. 
HONG–KONG-Donald Jung knows a group of HONG KONG dirty noble mutually. What are fringe benefits then? Come and gather together must be some really service for Donald JUNG. Take a seat for private air plane. Take a cruise to cruise with the private one those cruises belong to Hong Kong nabobs.
Feign to acts in ways but make the real confer and moves in other. Does JUNG YIN KUNG HONG Kong ex-C.E.O Donald JUNG pay the traffic fares?
Donald JUNG did kick his followers upstairs.
Ways beside this there are nepotism earn their life as hireling men. Those are yes are kowtow men. They are franking stamps. They are cliques for governing however all are yes and snobbish men. Their worse in self is evil wills 
So inferior complex does for their making evil minds as their evil natures take always.
Greedy Donald JUNG cheer and root for china commie tyrants. Once Donald Jung is HONG KOJNG chief executive officer just might always look for fringe benefit among those Hong Kong nabobs just to make him wealthy.
Donald JUNG repulsive behaviors all will twist our facts. 
Oracle saints may need those men to clean our donkey back.
So please me and I keep my voices quiet.
China IX JANGPING also HONG KONG leader teams should they know as how to clean my donkey back.
Ranks of moneys really smell but I will take the favor also remain clean. I love money mints. Give me most then I might keep quiet. Are there hush moneys?
Donald JUNG onto ways to come and match or map to evil domain just as cunning china is purer commie henchman. 
China ways are worse of lethal hells that hide or hire. Hireling men will have political powers so are snobbish.
Hireling men will earn and keep their better life in some.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-------------------------

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Deadman Walking

Deadman Walking.

Entranced in thought.

Forgiveness forgotten.

Ghost of the future.

As the hood comes down!!

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`      HONG KONG starlet YING CHOI YEE..
Which is that flat?
What and where are you that you come from.
What breed? Are you weaned? I am breadwinner only I might. How about you our beloved witch YING CHOI YEE?
Put a smile on face to please. All are moneys ease as you can look so good and lewd on bed or life.  Can defended are likely none. Claimants that represent HONG KONG government play a prank and joke in court.
Signs and seeing views of policeman witness just is not queen evidence this time. Who then can prove that she dispose a bag of cocaine away from her car windows.
Who is triad?
What is coke?
Singer also starlet goes up smiling face to please her nabob friend. Seemingly she must please them with sexes and cokes.
Look so good this ways are something bad. 
Friend of she as this is very eminent business men and building landlord keeping many flats.
Which is that flat?
Where you come from?
Ways of made argots is not such as only those for cow.
Those are words from me that use to calm you down with much their wants.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------- 

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Madam Vampire

Like a burning wildfire she has only one desire
she will flood herself with blood like a blooming rosebud
She will never inquire about her victims despair
or care of their demise as she hides behind her disguise
She will lure with beauty pretending to be pure
as she starts to secure and endure for more
She moves at night with no sign of fright
for her only lust is to strike and bite.

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wonders about my colour BLACK

I don't know if I should love you or hate you
As innocent as I was you just had to label me
You took my love and replaced it with lust 
You made me lie
You thought me hate 
Most of all you made me hate the color black
You made me hate my Afro
You exploited my curves, my butt and my boobs
Yet I didn't understand why because when I looked at 
myself I saw an hour-glass with a pot-belly, curves, thick 
lips, with a heart that is so tough and long like the grate 
wall of china
Who's mind never shut like the busy streets of New York
Who has scars like the African mountains and valleys
Who has cries like winter rain 
With no voice like a whale crying for its child
You left me lost wondering, abandoned if I'm still human...

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To be to not to be

    To be or not to be,…
To be in love with china country,…
To be in love with your china peoples..
To be in love with your commie party (china),..
Halt and hesitate just for peoples’ human right and democracies. 
What is your GOVERN-Ship?
What is your kingship?
Where is your kingdom?
Limbo ways or brimstone hells that cook your fleshes are me-me-me them.
All is our subterfuges.
What is wangles just for reality?
What are we divine with?
What are gods to shine our life?
China DEMI-GODS as XI JINPING teams the pure as purest one that all belong to china commie come to all.
Yes they come as we will come. 
Camber pots or china ditches have garden wastes.
Who is subordinate?
We have only one absolute.
Why and what will buy as we are all so short that so short to sell to them.
Faust had life of tragic life because he sold his soul and life to Satan.
To be or not to be should be consequence also should be duties.
So if all your life is complete fair then to be or not to be is all so go0od. 
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------------.


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Cores and hubs

    Core or hubs…
Change the chains related our mental health.
Free our slaves of silks and all untied.
China ill reputes may take a bath to wash.
Baths as French are beauty ways.
French has right and left and gather wings may think and talk and take their French politic steps reset or set together some.
Share the same or something rotten tastes exclusive all are china tyrants both with china jesters.
Ways with frills will need decors as china leaders charm offense or nasty nice with soft despotic.
Moral hazards all are china politic games with jungle laws.
Global games are china evil ways as cores or hubs.
Hardly seen are global worlds with evil hazes.
China landscapes all have lunatic fringes with china conquerors. Tibet DALAI LAMA must be sad. China lunatic fringes may ride and sail.
Tibet DALAI LAMA leave and flee are political groups abused by China tyrants ordered armies that called china P.L.A.
Helms as china Maoism teams with terms and names by doing crazy silly things in mania ways that made.
Cores and hubs are ways of fierce beasts but human self asserted and self esteems as all from starts to en. Will fixations also minds so complexes just are china commie till the old to new.
Self for means and cover all and attempt so much that all are acting cores or hubs of china commies those is such.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-------------

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A Glurmy Gleepcious Glorp

I plurm and glorp with every breath
My existence defies and deifies death

I splurp and glomph amongst your days
Indistinguishable from mud and haze
I slig and slorg, a dark breamy blaze
with unctuous vim I sleam through your days
and go about my large gorptious ways

Slimy, I slawl in shades of grey
leaving glossful drippings to mark my way
and make your life gang aft agley
as I spream and slorl in spurious ways
and glurm and gleep with hideous gaze
I sleam and glort in vorptious dark ways

‘Til you come undone
And my sporphing’s won!

My job’s complete – I’ve sprunked your flaze
My job is done, I’ve gronked your days!

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Loss of ambition
Looks like I’m on a mission
Or some sort of a competition
Is it the end?
Should I be where I stand?
I cannot understand
I’ll just smile and pretend…
Looks like I’m lost
Not completely but almost
Disoriented, adrift and scared most
No way to hide or to escape from that ghost
Hunting me day and night
Making sure I don’t feel alright

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   World and business and peace...
Actions bring some change in mind or in deeds.

Actions reacted are also changed.

What are causes are events of fates.

Some effects can do and fixed.

Axioms of truths derive to theorem of life.

All human need morals and laws abiding.

Peoples should take their turns to govern or 
mastery some ways as they could be.

Are there are also common polls.

Limit your styles of business but no a real one to limit your wealth beside you are not.

Styles of business are bad if they are monopoly.

Each states or countries citizens have
right to lives and not fighting.

But it only can be if only if all countries obey the laws of peace.

So the name republican would be so right.

Only minds consistency is then united our worlds.

Forces that are right and fair is good to count our peace.

But China bossy bosses are other.

Or more critical world army forces should 
get equilibrium.

Ambitions and aggressions must be hold down.

Monopoly business are inner damned.

Greedy china tyrants upset the whole worlds.

Equilibrium can involve army forces, sciences knowledge, matters resources and
country wealth..

However beside reasonable and righteous
forces the world have aggressive forces that
line up with cabal as mainly Chna and Russia.

Then the danger of wars may break down.


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CYLeung Obsession

World obsessions keep the leftish Triad comes.
Juggle made the Trial balloons for C.Y. Leung public senses and just used money bribes to arrange some Hong Kong Leftish Triad to protest also support our so HONG KONG C.Y. LEUNG chief executive ways.
Rightist HONG KONG newspaper some as HONG KONG government counter alternative send their men that guise to get the evidence going against C.Y. gangs.
Most reports and evidences go against C.Y. gangs so may also include C.Y. Leung himself. That is Hong Kong world obsessions. Leftish Triad or rightist triad compulsive behavioral comes. Acute durations all are counts and counters alternatives.
----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---------- 


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why have i been appointed with such an omen
It feels as if i am writing my own reqiuem
Everything i do feels like a mistake 
my prescence is not a present 
my life is no worth living for 
Could this be the end for me
Weather forecasting is not hard for me
Because every day is a sunless dark day 
My eyes are windows to this dark earth
And my mind is the frame
My heart is the glass
now my heartis on the floor 
all shattered and broken 

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Bribery sins

    Bribery sins…
.Spurns and prides are taking passes.
Passing balances all are cases and tasks.
Some retakes are warrants put.
Pick the tough ropes not only straws to last.
PINKO god-some will need the disciplines.
Doors to Eden just are door ajar.
Some things harmonic needed our justices to cohere.
Feels are fear alarms that mighty come.
Something uprights needed our uprising.
China premier WENJIABO bribery sins then some of them must also sinning with so.
Natures all at your becks and calls is china commie also those with heavy troops.
Who will care our nature sin then sinning more as one.
Some may still become award with laws.
So as Wraths become our dues by gods or by laws.
Poor have little bed-spaces to live.
WENJIABO BEDELS buy a street or less.
House commodious like a premise set with garden.
EX-HONG KONG commissioner LEUNG OIL SEE just declare and verify good or bad as nothing dues but She mean the ruling of China commie.
Who will make the senses as only all for commie ruling all by means of LEUNG OIL SEE..
What is good but who is bad.
What is nothing? Who but no one can do a lot of sins with says.
Objects most are things relay to subjects.
Who will call you sir and sure For you as PINKO.
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------

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A Speechless Night

My nighmares hold me down
And take away my voice 
I try and try to yell
It's someone from hell
He floats around me late at night
And holds me down with all his might
Waits for me to fall into that state of mind
State of mind where im asleep
But hear and see and feel it all
My parents are who I try to call
Petrified to fall
To fall into this state of mind
Where I have no control 
When The devil grasps my soul
A time he can conquer my mind and body

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Bosses say there are rights

   Boss will says there are rights…
China top leader WU JANTO says” Country Unity.”.
Cauchy3 says” there are annexed evil forensic words for leader powers.
China premier WENJIABAO says “ no pledge but without evidence follow china laws but I am clean”
Cauchy3 says “what are laws if there are no investigated facts when easy does are there”.
So and so is easy ways.   
Who avoid the proofs?  Those immense crimes of large amounts of bribery sins because they are second top.
Who avoid the proof then who must seemingly do and guilty. Do not forget china get china modes of imprisonments. Humble pies will also know our china get the courts with china system modes. Only semen swims in wombs for birth. Only crimes will hide as matrix arrays. Bribery sins are coming close for china ages. However only patron saints have right but who care. Partitions made are mixing arts for clarifications.
Free the Tibet parts and all.
China ANNEXATIONAL forces are much too harm to sustain.
Only way is our ways. Ways are some conclusions only there are freedoms.
Ways are some conclusions only there self identities.
Tibet people tokens only good for better reactionary happen.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------

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own shadows

Some people love to live in their own shadows
where they can be who they want to be because they are afraid 
of what others will say about them....
 It's not easy to live happy these days 
because people love to bring you down... 
Even your own friends doubt you

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The Tide

The wave are turning and I want 
To pull you from the tide, 
You go under, yet you use
The blue-black water to hide.

What are you hiding from? 
There's nothing to fear in this world.
Don't you want to curl up with me,
In love, tangled and furled?
Don't you want to breathe your last,
In a place you feel serene?
Don't you want to watch your family grow,
Your children reach their dreams?

Your conscience, it takes over.
You want to just lie down.
You want to go in peace and quiet,
Where you can't hear a sound.
It's not a choice between life and death,
But a choice within your mind.
You cannot search for who you are,
If you decide to hide.

I look at you, you look at me,
And it's all so surreal.
The worst is holding onto your soul, 
But, nothing you can feel.

I know you want to touch the bottom,
And surface to the top.
But you're convinced that there is no way,
You'd ever want to stop.

I know you want to break free,
And swim back onto land.
Even though you tell yourself
That you won't stand a chance.

Don't tell me any differently,
I can see it in your eyes.
You want to live, you want to love,
Do it all before you die.

It's not your time to leave this Earth,
And fly into the sky.
Let's get you dry and take you home,
No sorrys or goodbyes. 

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Bully others cause by masters strength and poses.
Fall your faces and first to grounds because dirt may good.
Filthy men have nothing pretty only there may be forces and might confer or hired from masters.
China tyrant some with china shysters take the tastes of swine.
China jester out on life is like a snob to live and count.
China flunky henchman wants a lot.
Who will seek their fringe benefits shamelessly?
Things that Indeed are buying also selling tickets but there are illegal fringe benefits. There are cook account books. Credit accounts mixed with some debit one is blend for self interests.
China syllogisms want the real of wars and loot of spoils.
What to fit in china tyrants wishes are evil men with evil acts.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------


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some lotus

                   Some lotus...

  Lotus dreams have lotus seeds.

  Who is ARHAT got to see.

  Flying wheels will fling and fly.

   Hollow couch and we are tie.

   Face to sit and up with towns.

   Tongue so quick and love may own.

   SMOOTHIE faces are diving up.

    Tattoo snakes are near her cup.

    Trinity groups are very stars.

     Directed ways are loving arts.

     Sexes are hard but pills are soft.

      Happy ending some are door.

      Eden doors are sexy thing.

     Some are wet as rains in spring.

      Breeze and rains will like our loves.

       Drop in always there are parks.

       Trembled car have pillow fight.

       Vibrate hub is loving right.

       Loving places are hubbub songs.  
       whistle songs are love that strong.

      Benz car has loving beds.

      Loves are quick or love are wet.

      Pillow souls are loving souls.

      Love will groan for Ago-go.

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Because I am you

...And you are me.

I will walk through the darkest 
places with you to bring you 
into the light.

I will be by your side always 
my love.

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Hanging on the rope of depression

I was sad and scared, in the middle of the silence, hanging on a string of blades 
that is about to snap, a mirror in front of me, cries beneath me, depression was raging around me.

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A chance you armed as FOX YIN TUNG -Hong Kong

  A chance you armed as FOX YIN TUNG..
Trimmer chances will wangle out of laws.
Chance your arms are smuggle men.
Hong Kong FOX YIN TUNG had chance to come true.
Chance would be fine as there are only disguised laws.
Poorer grades are some dissembles.
Double faces will hide but fight the laws by tricks.
No perjury all are FOX YIN TUNG with sins.
Hong Kong FOX YIN TUNG also knows as Henry Fox by English names.
Miracle smuggle products earn a lot for legal charms illegally. Electronics also medicines load to boats and there may be drugs or heroin.
Henry Fox had bought and sold..
Bills and fames and poses are surest bet in FOX YIN TUNG life.
Henry fox had passed away. He also becomes our famous china official congress men when he came to senior ages.
True to say a man and family who smuggle goods and merchandises must try to take a pose as triad gangs.
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3--------   


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In default of

      In default of,….
Stern reprimands are uncles to say for china mouths.
China would being force to say uncles and then fall.
In default of laws are china tyrants’ hearts.
Entire ways in depth are china loves with stunts. They are nasty nice.
Going into details all are china hegemony ways.
Only hopes for crossing hearts are yes and agree to officers’ careerism also kowtow well to typical tyranny.
Strain related are moods that got going into tyrants putting traps. China now may need to damn.
------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------- 

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im soo sad

im so sad 
i dont know what to do why is life so sad n dark
i hide in the dark 
i like being in the dark 
the pain of losing people 
the pain of losing my family to my step mom she just took every thing away
i like darkness i feel pain 
i hide my feeling 
i feel like im on the edge of being gone 4 ever 
i dont talk to any one i rather stay in my room in the dark 
i want to cry every day i want to disaper 
the darkness is taking over me 
its taking me to a deep dark place i dont want to be

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Treat you and cure you WUJANTO

      Treat you and cure you WUJANTO….
Treat by partly exposed for preventions. Treat our china tyrants acute durations by plots will need the help of his wife. First in views is he do not hope to kill his own wife. 
All at once is to put away WUJANTO guns and send away all his pawns. Then by ways WUJANTO is criticize as bad as he likely had in normal.
Thus give WUJANTO a chance to miff without killing.
Final step give back WUJANTO his guns and follower men.
All a sudden and then WUJANTO wife should dare and brave to point at WUJANTO as bad as he had been. He is a tyrant and he is murder.. Doing this we hope we could cure the madness of WUJANTO. If it could not be gone we then try the other ways. WUJANTO brains may open and cut with CINGULOTOMY. WUJANTO as highest chief in china around year 2000 to 2012 and nothing yet to down should need a cure for killing madness.    --------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------

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Under the Cross

A conscious effort
by the constrained
creates nothing.

Devoid of inspiration,
enraged egotists find 
fault in selfless pursuit of

Hampered by the
infancy of others,
jettisoned memories of
ketamine disassociation allow
lies to fester.

Myopic interludes of 
nihilistic pleasure
only serve to
profundicate the 
questionably sane 
revolver in my hands
sublime speech on world peace.

There is no sense left
under the cross.
Violins are broken,
weapons formed while
xylophone keys shatter
Yale’s prestige as king of the

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People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?
Why has this life become so meaningless,
that we just want to throw it away?
We become selfish and think our life is so bad,
dont think of others who's lives are worse, But still greatful for what they have.
People take for granted the things they've got,
clothes, food, smokes and shoes, even a roof or a bed,
They dont think of the homeless,
the hungry, not even the cold or the hot.
They just think they want to be dead,
Things happen in our lives that, to us, seem bad.
We dont look for help or trust any "friends"
All because of the past we've had.
Dont be a coward and run away,
Stick it out, Live life,
I know that there's alot of strife,
But stick it through day to day.
People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?....

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Ways and Taiwan

            Ways of Taiwan….
Open and upright are oracle minds.
Wisdoms are fluxes and thoughts are coils.
Valid truths are drive as forces.
Taiwan needs a exact ways.
Fighht the china commie and get their righrs.
Laws are ready and some are crucial.
Have what you wish as list to list.
If worse come to happen then some had to fight.
China bosses redemptions comes as beyond ways so ever.

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Life does not always give you what you want, 
sometimes life is unfair, when you seem to be going through a rough path,
When the zeal of life fades away,
When no new springs of life emerge, a dark cloud hangs above you, just remember we all go through this,
What you touch breaks and what you make crumbles,
Life is a two way street,  you’re not alone, never quit when the journey has just began,
Never throw in the towel, life is up and down, we never always get what we want,
The best things in life are free, and if you want the finest things in life you have to go out there and get them,
The music may stop but life goes on, every new day is a challenge, the worst failure is never trying,
When we fall short of our dreams and aspirations, hope is the only message that carries us though the day,
Hope that there will be a better tomorrow 
Hope that the grass is greener on the other side,
Hope that the dark clouds will move away,

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Treat you and cure you WUJANTO

      Treat you and cure you WUJANTO….
Treat by partly exposed for preventions. Treat our china tyrants acute durations by plots will need the help of his wife. First in views is he do not hope to kill his own wife. 
All at once is to put away WUJANTO guns and send away all his pawns. Then by ways WUJANTO is criticize as bad as he likely had in normal.
Thus give WUJANTO a chance to miff without killing.
Final step give back WUJANTO his guns and follower men.
All a sudden and then WUJANTO wife should dare and brave to point at WUJANTO as bad as he had been. He is a tyrant and he is murder.. Doing this we hope we could cure the madness of WUJANTO. If it could not be gone we then try the other ways. WUJANTO brains may open and cut with CINGULOTOMY. WUJANTO as highest chief in china around year 2000 to 2012 and nothing yet to down should need a cure for killing madness.    --------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------

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No Title

just want to start off by saying, we all know the dangers of drugs and alcohol, there is this one substance though, just one that you have to be 18 or older to buy. I am talking about “The Cancer Stick” better known as cigarettes. Most of the older people in my family and others also smoke cigarettes like its nothing at all, I never realized it caused cancer until older years, but when I found out it was too late, many of my family members developed lung cancer including my close grandmother. That woman would smoke a pack of cigarettes in the snap of a finger, but the thing is she has been doing it for over 20years I would assume. The day I found out she was dying of the disease I was not surprised, but yet she is my grandmother so I felt great sorrow. When she passed it shook my soul, but we know we must move on. The thing that boggles my mind is that the government regulates these substances knowing the dangers, and what do you get a large number of statistics on the deaths of those related to legal drugs, ex: alcohol, prescription drugs, cigarettes etc. But if it makes profit distribute it right? The death of my grandmother along with the death of my great aunt both due to that cancer stick, has changed my mindset drastically on the way things are set up in our system, I wish I was able to talk to my grandmother and aunt one last time, one last time to tell them to put that killer down and resist that mentality, but I couldn’t, why? Because they are addicts, it would take strong support, but see we didn’t have good family support. So unfortunately helping my grandmother mentally was a fail.

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Gone the world , blood and sand

my body hath befallen to the sacred of dust,

an all that of the lost of sentimental we must,

for the caretaker to this tomb as to endure of a prayer,

o have held them from the children through all body of despair,

my soul is the cost for hell that i raise,

to bring light to the darkness and shadow to the days,

it is only the throne to the unglorious ways

is this myth, but only a maze,

a supple but poisonous gaze,

a temptation that is the sickness of this life in which we praise.


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final goodbye

My outside smile doesn’t match on the inside
Growing up all I wanted was a dad by my side
But I never had you in my life
Sit with my pad and I write
That’s what hurts the most
I went on a search for you father
It would have been easier to search for ghosts
What made it harder
Is you had a chance to be a dad
But you rejected it
I’m trying to advance through the sad
While accepting it
I needed you the most
Now I’m not affectionate 
To anyone who tries to get close
People always leave. I’m expecting it
Talk about my dad I act like I don’t miss him
But it’s eating me up inside
Can my feelings be justified?
How could I say goodbye
When you ****ing died
When we rarely said a simple hi
We got to see each other a few times a year
You turned up drunk. Blind from beer
At times I wish I could rewind to there
But I let my smile out shine my tears
The death of you was the birth of me
I try and figure what’s best to do
But people see the worst in me
Sober and clean
They want the dirt on me
A coward is something I’ll never be
But a boy in need of a dad I’ll probably forever be
Everything I’m yet to achieve. And everything I already have
Will it make up for never having a dad?

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i like the dark

the dark is were i belong
i feel i guess wanted 
i love the dark it relaxes me 
im so use to the cold darkness 
its soo dark i can barly see
its so cold n depressing
i cry in the dark 
the dark is just were i want be
i stay in the dark to be hiden 
i stay in the dark so no 1 can know my emotions 
my feelings are lost hiden deep inside and thats how it shall stay....

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family portrait

If I fall I pick myself up and try again
Been hurt before but I won’t cry again
My wings are broke but I know I’ll fly again
Cause I was lost with no map
I paid the cost with no cash
No one there for me in my hour of need
They’ll be there when things are good. 
They only care about power and greed
But I could never be a coward or leave
Isn’t anything about that logic that’s sensible
None of that stupid stuff is apprehensible
People walking around like they’re invincible
Like they’ve got no morals or principals
World on my shoulders it feels miniscule
No weight at all
Won’t make me fall
You wouldn’t last a mile in my shoes
Girls yeah there’s been a few
More than life or death win or lose
Been through the storm my skin is bruised
People ask questions like it’s an interview
“Are you depressed, why didn’t you cry when your dad died?”
So I guess I’m heartless and some kind of bad guy
Because I didn’t shed a tear when my dad died
What about when I was 3 he threw a yellow pages book at me 
Which left me with a black eye
Now I’m supposed to lie and act like he was the greatest father ever
Without this man in my life
I made it through the harshest weather
No family to stand by my side
No love at all. I thought a parents love is meant to be unconditional
Raised in foster care
Praying my parents would call just to say “son I’m missing you”
No matter how hard I try I can’t run from missing you
Is it any wonder I idolize rappers and Eminem’s the one I listen to?
Where was my father when I needed advice on girls or for my first date?
He didn’t even send a single card on my birthdays
But I’ve still go R.I.P Dad tattooed on my arm
Age 15 I started to self harm
My head would hit the pillow and tears followed
Cuts sinking in my arm so I always feared tomorrow
**** everyone I don’t want or need there sorrow
All they can do is call it attention seeking
But I look at people who allow their scars on show
As brave and redemption seeking
Does that change when you can no longer mention reasons?
And the reason for your first time’s intentions leaving
So now maybe it’s a mental addiction
Sometimes in life you don’t like what the pencil’s scripting
Cause the more I like you 
The quicker I say you need to let me breathe
You say you love me
The quicker I let you leave
The more you hate
The less it gets to me
Hate is safer than love
But do me wrong and you’ll be dead to me
So to family and friends who have hurt me I have 3 words rest in peace

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The organic laws realistic courts to fit at
and fill to you but details my demon.

There are trickers and lairs.

They fit at some but hide their lies.

Those pretend for relevance all are china
soft despotic.

They made a very bad thresholds for 
HONG KONG common polls for C.E.O
by what may be.

What are futures for HONG KONG

  Some reliability are moral asking.

Laws might raw.

Claims that set should something must.

But China clamp you down or clip your words that may addressing.

China tyrants tyranny must a commie

Crow the world so when worlds did fail.

Life can have tangent marks as lies.


China tyrants tyranny jobs have tangent 
marks but we are still title yes.

They are fierce and forceful.

How as forcible feeble that nay be

Or always china win at wars and battles.

Are there still world justice.

What are fair beside China FELLATRIX.

Do female winningly P.L.A have been blown down.

What make sexes.

What to love should be.

Comb the one who comb the heads of others.

Nemesis cannot be avoid.

Are they china tyrants.

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my boyfriend

i was in the dark with out knowing what to do 
well then you came along 
you took me out of the dark brought me in to the light 
you make me laugh and smile and saved me from the last guy 
he broke my heart made me cry 
you are amazing and sweet 
you allways can put a smile on my face when im haveing the worst day 
im a lucky girl to have a guy like you 
you dont make me cry you make smile 
this smile has been gone for a verry long while 
you brough my smile back you are one amazing guy 
this may not last forever but for now i will enjoy every moment of it <3

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A real man

A real man never cries but endures!
When pains of the world rain upon him he endures!
When the sky is dark and horrific moments come, he endures!
Even on the edges of the deep dark deadly death, he endures!
Not even the reckless trembling rifles of the wars shall make him cry!
Nor the big bad blood sucking bats shall frighten him to cry.
He is the saviour of his of his own territory and 
No other man shall rule his land on his presence, never!
He is a god of his temple and a King in his royalty.

Tell me not about the weak pathetic man,
Who cries to death when impediments comes,
Whose knees quiver and rumple when the worst come
Who sold their manhood cheap with a piece of cake!
Man is no man that cries without enduring,
For endurance is what differentiates boys from man
And boys shall not stay in the same territory with man.

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love child

tempted mistress bore a son
acid spit from serpents tongue
sinners sin with no remorse
natures crule and twisted course
passions lust fades away
embedded in the soul to stay
pain conceived of rage
trapped with in a lovers cage
hatreds blade sheds scarlet tears
glaring eyes, ringing ears
adultery's sorrowed tail
an innocents life impaled

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I find myself with questions pending

I find myself with questions pending, to many of the years that I face defending. Most of us all look at each day as another new chance to last. When things go bad and they do, every man for himself tied to the mast.

The storm is rising above the eastern skies, you know I speak the right answers, I can see the anger building in your eyes. So do me a favor and stop working all your lies…

Lying down flat on my back trying to live my life, I fail to comprehend in my own soul ready to descend. Poisoned by the things we watch on televisions, we face things on this planet with our own evil twisted dimensions…

Controlled by the media protected by the law, it makes you wonder how many truly saw? We all need to stand up to face that brick wall; some may make it through to fight, while some shall surely fall. Even after we learn to walk, some times it is best that we need to stop and learn again how to crawl…

Some people seem to be wasting their time living on this earth, not knowing whom or why we are here sense the day of their birth. When you watch the news about the wars, what comes to mind? Are you seeking that righteous answer, inwhich we may never truly find?

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siting in the dark

im siting in this dark corner on my bed just crying 
i feel so sad and alone 
i rather stay in my dark room instead of  places full of light 
im scarried of the future and the past 
i dont know why i cry so much  
i just like the darkness 
siting in this darkness thinking is there some 1 out there that cares that is thinking of me who wants or am i just alone with no one 
im scaried today if i die would any 1  care i would hope so im just so sad and rather sit here in the dark.........

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Welcome To My World

Welcome To My World

Have you ever tried to cry
But there's no tears left to shed
Have you ever seen the face of misery
Or looked into the eyes of dread
Have you ever gripped the pain
Cause it's all that's left to hold
Have you ever tried so hard to love
But found, your heart was just too cold
Have you ever just had to accept,
Your agony has no end
Have you ever been so desperate,
You've claimed the sorrow your best friend
Have you ever held hands with depression
Wept on the shoulder of fear
Have you ever reached out to emptiness
But there's nothing to pull near.
Have you sobbed yourself to sleep
Anguish at the foot of your bed
Have you ever been shaken from your dream
To be thrown in a nightmare instead
Have you felt the cringe inside
Embraced by betrayal and hate
Have you ever then just had to dwell
In a world that terror creates
Have you ever been left empty
No Courage to unfold
If you've ever known the hurt
Then welcome to my world

Written by Shannen Wrass
Copyright © 1995 Shannen Wrass. All Rights Reserved

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The cold hours

There's too many hours in the day and I looked to you for the answers 
but you had no soul and there was a hole in me so all my questions went unanswered.
And the night presses on in a dreary haze there was so many things I wanted to say about all the ways I'm disappearing every day.
Your distant daze told me to walk away but I'm just to weak to walk away
and we'll sit here and fade in millions of different ways as the light changes to a cold dead day.

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Almost Dead again

it was that day in the summertime,

I brought him my best,

i remember his face,

 an that i laid him to rest,

a teardrop of rejoice,

She hollar his name,

there were cries that reign within me,

an secrecy of fame,
an all though in my lifetime,

I remember this shame,

his faceless, battered body,

his broken spiritless frame,

for when the door opens,

oh may i come in,

I know you have spoken,

of this unearthly sin,

for the tribulatiuons that follow,

by the hand you laid he,

through the eyes of my keeper is the pain i must see.

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throw me in the dark blue sea

loving with my heart only to be told i am not the one
loving with my soul 
loving with my all

why even love at all
seeing you do not love me 
the good times you remember no more
thrown away into the dark blue sea

the times we shared and you said you treasured
through thick and thin and bad weather 
we weathered the storm together

now it is as you do not know me
also throw me into the dark blue sea

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crazy beautiful

I'm crazy beautiful 
or plainly insane
I consider insanity 
to be a personal gain
perpetual bliss
or so the surface shows
hidden secrets
no one can know
inside i want to scream and shout
im a jigsaw puzzle 
with a million broken pieces to figure out
I'm an intricate web
you try and untangle
dont get to close
you may fall and strangle
my scratch is a cut
that sorefully deepens
a painfull wound 
in which my memories seep from
I'm a gift to the world 
one nobody can keep
I must be plainly insane 
my beauty is only skin deep

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Gone for Awhile

He's been gone for awhile, you can tell by his tracks If he sticks to that path, there will be no turning back Plunged into this journey without checking the maps A little further each time he drains this rig of it's gas Faster-n-faster once you pass the speed bumps Every missed opportunity, evident by the lumps The machine breaking down with the more fuel that it pumps Why stay grounded when you can soar with the jumps Life is a journey, there's no destination Rushing to get nowhere, and still we keep racing Life through this metal tunnel, steady just wasting Never seem to run out of fuel, lower gas prices were chasing I packed this vehicle with all the *****I swapped for my hope I gladly tear a new hole right after I tie off this rope I plundge away all my pain, so with life I can cope It's a runaway rig pack plum full of this dope

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That place in my head

I keep goin back to that place in my head..
That place where streets are cold- dreams are dead nd um always scared..
Even as I try to get stoned..
I see myself being stoned to death with rocks of judgement nd dissapointments..
Head shakes nd many whispers..

I keep goin back to that place in my head..
That place where my bestfriend is a serial killer..
That place where my poetry is the lines on my back from the whips of sorrow..

I keep goin back to that place in my head... 
Nd lately..
I'm beginning to think um crazy..

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All day I dream of an freedom.

Belaboring through life like any marching.

Carrying out my orders as a soldier would not questioning my superior.

Dealing with all the curves in life trying to stay on my path.

Everyday I think of breaking theses chains of expectations.

Forever lusting for the embrace of true freedom.

Growing up with only sips of freedom starving for more.

How am I to not dream of the sweetness of freedom feeling careless and truly happy.

I am just a young lady with a heart that yearn for something more in the world.

Justified only by the restraints this world has formidable put on me.

Kind of heart and open mind I am sometimes repressed by peep for they do not understand me or what other stand for.

Longing for the day I can feel the warmth of freedom and not having a care in the world.

Maybe freedom also longs for me.

Never giving up on my hopes and dreams for the sweetness.

On that day I shall be at peace have no pain and be able to be me through and through.

Planning to one day run away from all the hate and escape to a paradise just made for me made by me.

Quite is what I will hear and enjoy the soundness world and love every minute of it.

Resting all day as my body can finally take a nap with no tensions of worry or of fear because I shall be safe.

Sweetness is what I call it my sweetness of nirvana , my true freedom and carefree life that for now I can only visit when I dream.

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Apartment of Gore

we squeeze in the moment, breeze by the apartment of gore, go to the store with a nail and a 2x4 , flip the sign on the door, excuse yourself coz you're poor and ignored so implore to expose the cluttered shore of the strand of your mental, exponentially littered with shells of cosmogenetic instrumentals. The angelic visage of the store keep becomes disshevelled and the smell of fresh urine increases your mayhemic levels, the point of no return, is old news to you , you had your turn now it's chaos, the perpetual burn, the anti-blossom , ten fathoms past rock bottom, now drop 'em, spread 'em, cough, jingle and pop 'em, you're back in control, you hold a life by the soul, inhale their essence like a worm failed in it's escape from the mole.  your headrush rolls back, reality attacks and this attempt to pay the bills is covered in blood, your mind heaves in the mud, contradictions engulf you in black, ain't no slack til you're back in the apartment of gore, sweating, panting, spine against the door. 
The phone rings, you promise your girl bling, anything to keep her from asking you things.. "how was your day?" ..Visionary dissaray and it stings to see the bubble of trouble and the guilt that it brings, "necklaces, rings, fur coats" you feebly mumble and hang up the receiver and sink back into the rubble of this bomb-site you call life, stumble the line of strife 'long the edge of a knife towards your soon to be wife, she's biddin' on kids, you close your eyelids and the faces  of your victims blend with her whim, hit the skids, see the nail as it digs into the temple of marriage, these malevolent fractal thought patterns a miscarriage, impossible to share, it's your cross to bear, it gnaws at your spirit and smogs up the air you exhale, toxic clouds in your wake, invisible warfare and your foot's off the brakes, namesake fake and you take and you take.. empty the lake of positivity, see the ground bake and crack as you snake away to infinity, the endless interminable digestivity, toxicologically snacked upon by the demons of the wrath you enhanced with no glee, simply putrid, imps in the nude shred your synapses til you're worm food. 
Back to the earth by way of mushroom, mycelial web nourishes your extravagant virtues and adds flow to your ebb, this bliss will not desert you or hurt you but love you instead, cyclical rejuvenation and you rejoin the goddess in bed.

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Where do you go

Yes I see you there I know your story heart on your sleeve like transparent window pane glass we all know what hides behind your smile is piss,*****and vinegar and something very cold and darling your heart is as black as coal.

And no you can't take me down there I refuse to go
your blood like ice we are no longer playing nice I won't save you don't ask me to try.

Hearing me screaming deep into the night you ignored my calls for the lingering touch of your stained fingertips

Where do you go
When I'm alone?
Waiting in this empty room with the walls making voices telling me to take the fall

But your eyes were blank and void of the things you were lacking
and I'm sinking this ship I'm sailing taking everything down with me

Darling where do you go with your soul as black as coal?

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Salty tears and razor blades
 The pain drips slowly from my skin
 Physical pain sets in, emotional pain subsides
 Then begins again
 When the pain builds inside 
I want to escape 
I want to run
 I want to hide
 I can’t hide from myself 
I do this to cope
 When I’m down low laying broken on the floor
 Left with no hope
 In the moment I want to fade the hurt
 I slash my pride 
Demean my worth
 See myself through your eyes
 It’s your distorted perception of me
 False esteem, iniquitous lies
 It’s not easy living in an unhealthy mind
 Wrapped in a warped sick self 
I start to unwind
 A bawled up knot 
Frayed at the ends
 Then I realize when I hurt my self
 Its to my loved ones I must make amends

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Tell Me The Truth

I said i didn't trust no one
You said to trust in you
Now i'm facing time my love
I don't know what to do
Do I believe you'll have my back
Do I say goodbye right now?
Please let me know if **** is real
And if you'll hold me down
Sex is only physical
Its the mental that i need
If you don't believe we got this
Then please just let me be.
We're to old to play these games
You love me, love me not
Im looking for my other half
Don't leave me in the dark
I won't be mad i'll understand
This life ain't made for all
Don't say that you can do this
Then ignore me when i call
Don't let me write a letter
And wait for no reply
If that's the case lets end it now
I love you and goodbye

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see that pain, stare that glory
Here are the mistakes, I am sorry
We are poor, but hope full...nothing to worry
now that your with Jane...forget not Dorry
The battle is as clear as you can imagine
If you eye for an eye...we would doubtlessly be blind
In it all we would derive pin in the end
...glory features pin, patient and understanding of faith

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Blue Bird

Blue Bird

All alone inside of my magical little paradise called my mind is an peaceful and quiet, the sun is like a gentle kiss on the cheek, and the people are just so warm and friendly but watch out because if you open your eyes everything you once knew will be gone. This magical little realm has an bloody little twist to it. The sun that was once as comforting as an warm blanket was in fact the glistening moon and the empty black sky, and the people are now all blood thirsty monsters that are no longer affected by the sun light are now out for blood.

I run to escape the sickening but yet oh so enticing scent of blood and failure, I run to escape the screams of those who's lives were cut just too short, and I run to escape the sight of the undead, blood thirsty zombies who are on the hunt for others to join their group. I'm running, running to safety and security but all the time there's nothing but pit falls and traps. I'm running and success isn't that far away but just then I see prince charming I stop and become distracted by his promising words but just then he too becomes a monster. I scream and try to run but I just can't you trap me in fire and I can't escape. 

My mind goes numb, I can feel the darkness further enclose around me, my mind goes blank, and I forget about everything. On the inside I'm screaming, fighting, kicking to get away but on the outside I'm a love sick puppy. I know I'm stronger than this but there's something about you that I just can't get over. Just as the darkness seems to grow closer an light appears and an blue bird fights off my nightmare monster and takes me back to my snowy paradise where I'm safe and at peace and I continue my lonely dark and cold path to my brightly lite future with the little blue bird by my side reminding me that I am and will forever be loved by both my family, people who actually care about me, and god.

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return whistles


What return to ways so just..

Know your ways eating nuts.

Want my meats  and want your rice.'

Evil creams are nothing ice.

Laws can kept the tyrants bills.

All ab IRATO ill.

Wrong decision come as dirt.

Try my bribe as taking gift..

Keep the forms as turning wheels.

Turn you down are needy worlds.

Shake my ways may gods that well.
Shoulder wheel is judo says.

Just return to mates may stay.

Shoulder  boards are coming soon.

Insult are not to take with wounds.

What returns feed and trim.

Chang our ways are words as rains.


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Thoughts In Our Minds

So I had an Edgar Allen Poe moment. Was just thinking of all the people I have ever coached through their problems and what was told to me. For some reason it all came into my head and I just converted it to poetry. It's a bit graphic so keep an open mind.

Thoughts In Our Minds

Wishing dept away at the snap of 2 fingers, why do these worrying thoughts decide to stay in my Mind and linger? I take a drink from the bottle to numb the pain away or light 1 up to prevent going clinically insane, Jesus Crist why do these thoughts cloud my Brain?

I Crave for your smile I miss your tender caress I miss the passionate bliss why arent we having Sex ? Where did Things go so wrong ? Oh how I wish Things get back to normal like the days when we first met. Is it too late what does our Emotions now Reflect ?

Negativity please be gone far from me, I just want to be a normal Human Being living happy and at Peace. Lord I mean not to use your Name in vein, yet for some reason Satan has a way of implementing his ways. Is there a Heavan or Hell I don't know, I just want to Live Life and grow Old.

What is my Purpous why am I here ? Sometimes I just want to jump off the worlds tallest  Pier. Why does my Mind get full of different fears ? This is my Corner here I shall kneel Crying my Eyes out Screeming WHY WHY WHY AM I HERE ? ™©

Shawn Munoz.

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The Fog

Into the steam filled abyss I found myself sitting upon a rock, lost, confused, hopeless. 
The light of a lark opened my eyes; the shadow of the devil closed them. 
My vision became faded and my mind was jaded, 
I was lost in the thoughts of an assassin and pushed into the actions of a suicidal animal. The rope clinched to my neck lets go ever so softly but when I slip it tightens 
Before I know it I am lost in the abyss of my own insanity and cannot find my way back to reality. 
Sometimes I forget who I am; sometimes I forget what good I’ve done. 
The fog takes over my very movements, thoughts, and actions. 
The laziness that unfolds upon me is like a quilt of guilt.
 Sweat, tears, and blood are stitched into the embroidery of this quilt. 
I try to open my eyes but they remain closed.
I am blind to the truth but to the fallacies I can see.  
I just wish to give my soul like a Faustian bargain feel completely whole again. Sadly...I know that I will never find.
I try to open my eyes again and I am alive, but falling into the depths of hell. 
The Egyptians encrypted my soul with this spell. 
The evil curse that will scar my skin with pain and have me walk as if I have survived the bloody gallows. 
My head hangs low and creates a correlation with my eye lids. 
The tears are hard to see in the rain, but the pain leaves a permanent stain.
 I am alive, but isnt living as bad as dying. 
The thought of the unknown lingers upon me like a mosquito
My love for you dwells forever as if it were a scar.

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My Sorrow Is My Curse

My sorrow is deeper,
Than the ocean.
The agony I feel,
Is unbearable,
A pain I cannot withstand.
It’s like a great burden, 
Has been placed on my shoulders.
I can no longer bear the pain,
Of the past and present.
My Sorrow Is My Curse.

My sorrow grips my soul,
In an icy hold,
Dragging me down,
Into the dark, unforgiving abyss.
The pain grows steadily worse, 
Each and every day, 
Every second that passes by,
Every minute, 
Every hour…
Just burns another hole,
Into my heart.
My Sorrow Is My Curse.

The sorrow,
Is tearing me apart each day,
Little by little,
A part of me is worn away.
By the time,
I have finished growing,
There won’t be any trace,
Of whom I once was.
My Sorrow Is My Curse.

Each day,
My pain grows steadily worse,
As every person,
That comes near me,
Always has to leave my side, 
One way or another,
My Sorrow Is My Curse.

Time is running out,
I am no longer,
The sweet, innocent child,
That I once was.
I am almost gone,
Disappearing into the void,
Full of anger and hate,
I sink deeper and deeper,
Trying to find a way, 
Out of the darkness,
But to no avail. 
My Sorrow Is My Curse.

Vows that cannot be replaced,
Are broken without a second glance,
Promises of hope,
And love,
Are wrecked and crushed.
Nothing is safe anymore,
There is no one to trust, 
Nothing to grip on to,
My hold on trust,
And on life,
Is slowly ebbing away,
My sorrow is my curse.

My last hour draws near,
Here in the dark,
No one else is around,
Forever alone,
My Sorrow Is My Curse. 

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Welcome to my nightmare

Welcome to my Nightmare

In the confines of the dungeon walls
The gentle bull eats flesh and all.
While the Griffin with its eagle fire
Would burn up those of strong desire
Who'd enter through the burning gates
Oh they would surely meet their fate.

A maiden waits in sweet devotion
Should the devil take the notion
To send folk down to her allure
She looks gentle, sweet and pure.
But look into her deep green eyes
Then you may see through her disguise.

Those Vampires wait in fearsome lust
As through those nymphs
Some folk be thrust
To have their life sucked out of them
By these ghouly Vampire men.
But there's the lady of your dreams
She's knowing just what all this means

The fires of hell they must be known
Before there's any mercy shown
Through Ghouls and nymphs
And dark, dark fear
The lady's waiting everywhere.
As you pass those fires bold and free
You'll submerge within her mystery.

Socrares Dec 8 2003.

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The sky is black as the night when the stars do not show,
Black as the feathers of a somber crow.
Black as coal when the firelight dies,
Black as life dying from a sick one's eyes.

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I'm not the first I know
 But will I be the last
 This dirty side you show
 We've definitely moved to fast

Who else has been here
 Do the faces blur into one
 Everything now is coming clear
 And no I'm not having fun

You wish you had a doll instead of a girl
 Never returning to the last
 Your touch now makes my toes curl
 A sickening feeling from the past

What did they have that I don't
 Not much to offer I guess
 You told me to scream but I won't
 The blood makes such a mess

She was the women you loved
 A replacement you work to create
 Your hands both tightly gloved
 You tell me I'm lucky number eight

Ashamed and naked I lay
 For all the world to see
 Someday I'll make you pay
 In the next life it may be

They wonder where I am
 No one would ever expect
 This lion prays on a lamb
 Your last prize to collect

A place I've never seen
 And still will not
 Your hands have been scrubbed clean
 The desert I lay in is hot

3 years to find my body
 My best years are gone
 They make you sound gaudy
 And turn me into a delicate swan

Plucked from her prime of life
 To let rot and decay
 All for the love of your wife
 Whose body next to,  I do lay

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The world is blind

The world is blind,
 the beauty you hide 
the wickedness you harbor, its all mine
they overlook what only i can see
 miles apart yet so close
I feel your heart beat within me
through your eyes i see the pain
and I love every inch of you no matter how insane
I will follow you to the ends of the earth
I will do anything for you
show you your worth
with out pain one could never understand bliss 
 please torture my soul 
torment me with your kiss
let me light your darkness 
 Ill let you capture my flame
 two hearts become one
 fused together by pain

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Unknown Self


I am Rashmi..
Please! Don’t crush me.
A bud, which doesn’t know,
How to bloom, and become a flower.
It is my condition..
At this very hour.

I am blank...
Looking in the mirror,
Which is so clear.
I found, a stranger to see..
No! That’s me.
I am lost,
In reality or in dreams,
                       In silences or in screams.

Where do I stand ?
I feel alone..
            .. In the crowded land.

Who am I ?
I, the bud...
Will get crushed in the mud,
Due to the harsh sun rays..
My life will end, just in a few days.

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123 nurse says push babies first breath babies first cry baby looking mama in the eye beautiful site
 123 baby teething baby shots so many tears mama wishes she could stop yet learning 
words and making friends well half way anyway teaching that no no can go both ways
 Shes mastering abc's and saying thank you and please all in 1 2 3 she might even be a prodigy
1 2 3 everyones applauding at her first speech and shes going out for ice cream chocolate her favorite flavor without the cheery on top just to sweet
daddy kisses mama on the cheek at least hes not not drunk just happy when  happy drunk he tounges he punches walls not tonight hes happy cause shes graduating
 1 2 3 shes about to pop the question daddy mama can i have a boyfriend an argument quickly ensues daddys mad cause mamas not taking it serious enough she laughed that was the wrong thing to do at home the girl goes straight to the room.
1 2 3 the arguing has finally ceased but theres a creaking down the hall 123 theres a stranger entering the room its to dark to see but she knows its her daddy hes come to give her a whippin at this time of night and hes telling her shes deserving of it all and tonight he says hell teach her about life 123 this this is wrong and they both know it hes going to molest her hes going to wreck her at 13 when she had her whole life ahead of her
 1 2 3 bang theres a gasp mama pulled the trigger daddy took his last breath theres blood on the  bed mama holds her daughter and cries
123 ambulance announce him dead on scene mamas put in handcuffs daughter goes to foster care mama in jail until the court date life is hell for the both of them till the judge speaks his peace he says for the crime commited i give you no time for protecting your child from a monster in the dark but i give you three seconds to leave this court room before i give you more than just community service and in 123 they escaped the courtroom to freedom never looking back   

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confusion sets in

Confounded by my own stupid bliss
lost in a world of careless blunder
i pause to my self and wander

could it be im a organic matter
that does not even matter
or do i have more of a porpuse in life

as i walk down the road of disinbowlment
i am overwhelmed with what i see
a land full of lost people not only me

will we ever find our way or do we just give in to the oasis
a dream that is not there as we thirst for water
seeing it in the distance growing ever closer

confusion sets in

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The Tree

I have Tasted the the forbidden fruit.
I have eaten from its tree and smoked its leaves. 
The seeds are so tiny they fall into a powder.I have taken in this powder. Turned her roots into poison. 
As deadly as the snake that as claimed this tree home.The taste of a bitter wine. 
Be warned Do not fall asleep under this tree. 
For not many awake. And fall victim to the snake.

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lost and found

Im lost in this darkness this 
world of destruction my brother 
is not my brother and our 
mother loves us not running 
with many only a few with 
flashlights who will make it to 
the light as the night grows 
stronger I feel as if I'm weaker  
laughing with those who laugh 
at me and not with me we can 
not be friends because no one 
knows what that is anymore I 
can not love because I haven't 
felt it before I can not give you 
truth because no one showed 
me how, I can not care for you 
because Im careless for self i 
am running alone in this 
darkness with many running too 
some have flashlights but while 
running i open my eyes realizing 
it was never dark eyes wide 
shut is what my grandmother 
says find love in yourself child 
let pain and anger go i feel like 
I've been alone for a long time 
all the while god was with me 
the whole time, i gave my mind 
to the streets my body to those 
not deserving my heart to those 
who didn't need it, they came 
and gone ripping me into pieces 
i found comfort in sin with all 
the sinners but he saved me 
because I'm worth it to him 
GOD came into my room while i 
laid in the dark drugged up and 
drunk and he kissed me and 
said my child NO PAIN, I LOVE 
COULD HANDLE, my mother 
killed herself, my husband was 
murdered in front of me what 
do i have to live for why not run 
threw darkness no one cares 
how i feel inside they take i 
USE IT, but it was a dream or 
was it i have opened my eyes 
wide open i feel i am loved i am 
worth it i am blessed!!!!!!

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see that pain, stare that glory
Here are the mistakes, I am sorry
We are poor, but hope full...nothing to worry
now that your with Jane...forget not Dorry
The battle is as clear as you can imagine
If you eye for an eye...we would doubtlessly be blind
In it all we would derive pin in the end
...glory features pin, patient and understanding of faith

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,dnt know prefect about bastards

Reall,really,,dnt know prefect about bastards
Would be share little bit something about bastards
Whenever in any human,you find selfishness
Intial point for you to know about bastards
Have different intentions about himself or yourself
In history,this act has been done by different bastards
Monarchy to imperialism,aristocracy to now democracy
Many revolutions have removed many bastards
No comfort can be brought without humanity
Think please,amiee request to every bastards

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eternal sleep

I hurt so badly
The pain is deep
I cry at night
I cant sleep
my stomachs knotted
I cant eat
my chest feels heavy
I cant breath
I feel desperation
I feel despair
I feel im slipping
No one cares
I take this blade
the cut is deep
I rest my eyes
eternal sleep

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Though it wasn't long, time is eternal and is only limited by clocks and calenders we perceive.
 A feeling, a yearning for someone else's soul. To bond with, to feel love for that soul. To care for that person. Love has no limits, one month or one year. Love and time are something we humans will never fully understand. 
 Then is the first moment comes as you sit alone and realize, your love is gone. It’s very existence seems to have left, extinct but not forgotten. That moment when you feel all hope is lost.
 The first tear falls, evolving into streams of pain running down the cheeks she once and held. Walking alone with only a black shadow expressing that lost and cold soul inside.
 So cold on the inside and out, as the brisk and dead depression blinds, then canvases your face. Then slithering up to your thoughts slashing whatever hope you managed to salvage.
 That's when it feels like the end is near. Instead of a goodnight text, one sits in a corner and weeping, begging for an answer to God of why. Until you feel the once happy soul excrete out to a dark place. Then lay down and reminisce of the sweet, faint memories that once thrived so lively. Then fall asleep after hours, only to start the process all over again.

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At World's End

In a World with Constant Ups and Downs
Family and Friends a Never Ending Struggle
Up and Downs Poison my Mind
Realizing the Truth Life isn’t Kind 
A Dominating Reality with Guns and Drugs 
No Sympathy from Mothers Only Jailhouse Hugs
Poverty and Disease Murder and Death
Picking up a Pipe Full of Crystal Meth
Compassion and Loathing Love and Hate
Disorderly Politics an Infinite Debate
Escaping the Realm of Reality
Finding Peace and Tranquility
Old Heartache will Sometimes Bring New Love
 A bullet to the Head Below or Above
An Unconscious State or a Strange Intuition
Ominous Feelings or Deadly Conditions
Finding Your Small Place in a world with Billions
Problems Range from 1 to Millions

Peaceful Schuy

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Hell's Door

There was a time when I knocked at Hell’s door
Didn’t think nothing about it just walked through and explored
Was introduced to a lot, saw a lot of people with smiling faces
I walked by them, they whispered behind my back but remained nameless
I saw a friend of mine that I remembered at one time she had nothing
I gave her opportunity and love and a chance, and I was face to face with her she must have forgotten because she started fronting
Kept on walking until I ran into this dude I once knew, we talked for a while until his lies started to sound like truth
The longer I walked the more I saw, I was beginning to compare it to this life, but I wasn’t surprised at all
I ran into my best friend WAIT!? Why was she here? She knew all my secrets she is my heart I can’t believe this, I was overcome by a sudden fear
When we was in conversation nothing change it seem like any other, Then the more I listened she became transparent this time there was no running for cover 
I recognized the liar, the cheater, and this mask she wore to gain attention; I stopped her in her tracks and told her to listen
I already walked through the gates of hell there is no longer a reason to lie, I gave my honest opinions and loved you like I love my own life
To my surprise she walked away without a comment, I understand because that’s why in Hell the soul is already burning. 
When I walked back through the same door I entered, I realized a lot but I couldn’t be offended.
I went to the mirror to examine myself, I had some things I need to fix and yeah I could use the help  
That walk help me point out my faults in me, back to reality but I can only change me 

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nuclear bomb

blinding light 
rolling thunder 
fires from the gates of hell

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Pounding, pounding, 'side my head
Flip around 'till nearly dead.
Scratching at the back of my brain
Crashing forward, running train
White eyes glare out, banish me gone
But I may stay firm, must stand strong
Or the demon inside will kill more and more
And the world will be like never before.

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Words, Master of

This dark light 
A war outbreak
I cannot write 
There is a leak

Inside my mind
A lively death
I cannot find 
The words are Myth

Where are the words
I call them, they hide
Summoning their accord
They bow and abide

Like vipers they strike
My servants, letters
Turn on me and attack
They disable the better 

Oh, how they used to follow
Me the creator, Father
Their leader now hallow
Creates no bother

So now the letters are left
In the ink, a Tomb
The new master, the same man
Is as dark as a bomb

They cry, the letters
Wanting a world, to be fed
To get by, to be better
Not to be in the tomb, Dead

The master cries out at night
For the comfort of the words
A great inner fight
Bitter as gourds

He can’t hold back
He creates a masterpiece
The words flow from his hands
They cannot cease

The Man is reborn
The Master of words
A light on darkness
The letters abide, they bow

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Another day gone in history with no remarkable print in history to be remembered by.  Night time,  the only time I get the opportunity for that five minutes of sweet escape. In my mind, visions of you, me, us is as real as the bed I lie on. That five minutes when I can actually taste your sweet dark chocolate taste with no reservation, no shame just euphoria. Strong, dark and powerful with the feel of individuality.  Authenticity describes that which I savour mixed with a good helping of originality making reality seem dull. Heighten senses as awareness of the surreal becomes real. Pleasure to touch even for the briefest moments of lips that might never know each other. Intense rush of emotions I cannot describe as we inter twine as one only for a second. Seconds which leaves satisfied feelings for a life time. Your voice which is only audible to me, ever caressing places the flesh has never been before with words so deep, it draws tears to my eyes.  My soul craving more of you, these feelings, fulfilment. Lost within moments as sleep steals me away from you once more. We shall meet again when the night comes once more.

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Havens keep

Deep within the deep mists creep up on havens keep,
lost in time for ever in twine, 

lost minds over and over surcharge time for ones lost slumber for thy never to wonder the past since gone, always I wait for thy path to part ,

in till the day we awake for this forgotten light, I seek no pain I ask in vain, lost past I wait for ever crying in to dust the last glint of love dying forever. 

Waiting for that seed blooming ever so high life at the roots for my sunder it shall grow and always wonder in till thy sunda , forever I ask laying in wait, were for I shall be in till we meet,

Terra Astra

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Lose To Win

Lose To Win

In your arms I once felt just so safe, so warm, and just so happy that I truly had believed that I had finally found my one and only superhero but just as I opened my eyes somehow the arms that once had made me feel just so secure are now slowly pushing me away, the eyes that showed so much promise are now full of nothing but sorrow and pain, and the once beautiful glowing warmth that surrounded my heart is now an bitter icy cold snowy reminder of what used to be.

Where did the time go, When did the season's start changing, and when did you stop loving me? I've tried holding onto what little of your heart I had left but what use is it holding onto one half if the other person already dropped and left your half? You'll never understand how deeply my love was for you, you'll never understand how many times, hours, minutes, or second I had spent thinking bout you, you'll never understand how many tears I've had spent on you.My heart is tired of waiting for you to accept me and stop playing me like as though I'm a doll. My ma taught me to never ever hold onto a love that was never even there from the very beginning and she raised an strong girl, stubborn and foolish but still strong.

The question that I'm asking is "What am I going to do now?" Well I'm going to let go of your half of the heart, pick mines back up, and continue traveling in my dark and snowy paradise where I'm all alone and my heart can heal slowly with time. Sometime you have to lose in order to win an even sweeter prize in the future.

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Winter Horrors

This is a Tale of Winter Horrors of the Night
Icicles and Snow Flurries a Massive Fright
On a Mountain Top Where only the Strong Survive
Trapped in a Cave Where You’ll Meet Your Demise
Reduced to a Child Seeing Their Greatest Fear
More Than Anything, Wanting Sunshine to Appear
An Endless Forest Where Survival Seems Meek
Crying for A Lost Loved One That You Seek
Howling Wind and Ice Makes You Feel Confined
Disaster and Death in the Deep Recesses of Your Mind
Will You Live Another Day or Will You Parish
Now That You’re Alone Life is All That You Cherish
Looking for Food or Water Anything Will Suffice
When You Suddenly See Your Dead Child Trapped Under the Ice
Your Mind becomes Warped Riddled with Horror and Guilt
When Sense and Sensibility begin to Wilt
Dying at Your Own Hands Seems Wrong and Disturbing
In the End Living Without Your Child Was Too Disconcerting 
Peaceful Schuy

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Cry me a river
I know iv'e done the same
You cut me into peices
As i hide my face in shame

Not ready to let go
Because i love you so
No matter the pain
Or the scars iv'e yet to gain

Bruises up and down my arms
And scratches all over my face
You sure lost your charm
And i'm tired of this race

People ask day to day
Why i would stay
I'm scared for my life
I better grab a knife

Say my last good bye
Here's to my only escape
I hear you ask why
But baby you chose my fate.

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I awoke to the ravens shadow

I awoke to the ravens shadow-drifting across my face, not remembering or realizing this place I’m in, my heart begins to pace. Staring out the window a large number of swat came up quick upon me, I need to make a quick exit the only way I can be free. Armed with only my Beretta with only half a magazine, I need to get out of this building without being seen… 

Moving into another room I notice a dead body lying on the floor. As I step to my exit, there comes a heavy pounding from outside of the door. Looking for another way out, this team comes bursting in screaming SWAT.
Moving to the basement I moved quickly, I need to find a place to hide, not allowing them to see me…

With only two members stepping down into the room, I had to catch and hold my breath. I know it would be them not me, that today they would be meeting their death. As they step past me I carefully take my aim, I know that when I do die my soul will burn in unholy flame. But Intel then I must remind myself, I’m still in the game…

With a little white pill, I prepare myself for this kill. Not willing or wanting to remember this place or this killing by my hand. When this information of these shootings finally does go out, more will be hunting me down across this land…

Placing the bodies where they can’t be seen, making sure no one else comes down, it is time for me to exit this scene. Through a basement window I begin to crawl out…

(To be continued….)

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Silence, Emptiness And Confusion

Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl
It feeds on loneliness and creates a void
Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture
A teenager is stricken and destroyed.

There is no sound of laughter or happiness here.
The little one has thrown in the towel today
Melancholy moods decay the soul
It is futile to hope and dream and pray.

Emptiness builds a home in this women
In this girl,
This child where hollows have bred
A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes,
And eats away at every connecting thread.

Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Different and disdained.

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The Other Side

Do we really want to know what is beyond this world

    Only our minds can try to imagine if it is all turmoil,

Is the other side beautiful and full of light

    Or is it dark and lonely that leaves you in fright,

Can it all be so perfect and our souls have no worries

    Maybe not because you don't see anyone in a hurry,

To get to the other side

    Cause all that we fear might make us hide,

From the nothing that doesn't seem to exist

    Just like the last day on earth when we are all missed,

Our time will come for us to find out

    What is beyond the door to heaven or hell and then we all know what Life was all about.

Written By: Unique Poetry aka Michelle Born

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Trapped inside my own head,
Remembering every word you said.

I am screaming and fighting trying to find away out.
Curled up in my own mind drowning in doubt.

Wrapped inside my thoughts overlooking the days,
Trying to find my way out of this solitary maze.

Indulged in judgments of the outside place
Looking in a broken mirror at my shattered face.

Waking up from the nightmare from which i live
Caged like an animal nothing seems to give.

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Death is not the end
Death can never be the end
Death is the road
Life is the travaller,
The soul is the guide.
And death,
Well death is the fun ride.

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Caramel, Chocolate, and Dark Chocolate
All great favors but with one to choose
Caramel you light and sweet 
Thick like maltase 
Chocolate beautiful brown tone
The cover of strawberries and other fruits
Now Dark Chocolate you’re the healthiest of them all
I can fill your help slide down my throat
So how do I choose the best
Should I get the one that covers my apples oh so well
The one that covers my ice cream with a sweet paste
Or the one that covers those nuts in y candy bar
That’s a tough question I can’t make a choice.

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The graveyard opens the door's to the walkway,
But only to me,
Take slow breathes and count to three,
Now i open my eyes ,
I see what cannot be lies.
Upon the grave is my name,
As if i opened the door and death came.
I lay in the grave motionless as ever,
My mind is quiet clever,
This has to be a dream,
It must not be,
Laying in the coffin cannot be me!!!
My screams to anyone cannot be herd,
Not even the tiniest word,
From my mouth come's out a small choked up cry,
Life passes fast and then you die.
This is a dream,
I scream!!!
It is not what it seems,
The dream thrashes,
For it has turned to ashes.
I wake up,
Scared as ever
My mind can be quiet so clever,
I see i am still in the coffin,
I yell for help!
But all i can hear is a helpless yelp.

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Sometimes life is too dark, there's no light
 I can't decide what's wrong or right,
 While this beating heart falls out of sight,
 I'm starting to lose my will to fight, 
 Letting my pain destroy my might,
 But I keep my head held up right,
 With my tongue and lips locked tight,
 So I can push my happiness to the side,
 To leave myself empty to die.

 Mirrors show monsters I don't recognize,
 But it's behind these beasts that I hide,
 With a fist full or hate 
 And a heart full of pain.
I rest my case

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Last Night

Cheering black angels
Singing dead souls
Screaming harmony
Blood is their gold
Devils prance
Demons dance

As they sing for one last glance
At the world the left no longer whole
Joy they feel as they force us to let go
Deep black water takes us in
And makes sure we're dead with in
Don't run,
Don't hide
Because this is our last night...

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Melancholy muse

I slip back into the coma,
In the catacombs of my darkest thought's,
I feel the demon's probe inside my mind,
Picking away with sharp claw's,
Searching for a memory,
From as far back as yesterday,
The damage it can do,
When your wasted in a melancholy muse.
So dark are my visions,
That swim through my lifeless eye's trying to break-
The surface for a breath of fresh air,
Fighting so hard to survive somewhere,
There's a dream,
It's caught up in the slipstream,
The backward turbulence of everything iv'e been through,
The violent remain's of a melancholy muse.
A deep, deep fear,
It seem's the whole world's out to get me,
No one understand's the pain i feel,
I can't break the shackles,
Or cut myself loose from the inverted thought's,
My mind keep's trying to abort,
The non-sensual madness that is feeding off my mood,
Deep within the shadow's of a melancholy muse.
I vaguely remember a smile,
That once crossed my face,
A long time ago,
When i was still so beautiful,
Before the torment blackened my soul,
So where did that person go?
I don't know who i am anymore,
Each time i look in to the mirror to take a good look at myself,
I don't recognize the person staring back at me,
So i slip back into the coma of a melancholy muse.

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The nuce of a tightrope

I wake up from deep slumber Belly full hunger wait to see what my mother made for me for the day. As see no dishes lay on my table i start to ponder wears mom. I start to shout her name dead silence. dead silence but the morning breeze and the birds chirping from the trees. Still the thought of where my mom was my top priority. The majority of my thoughts said check the garage so i did. Mom wasn't there but something was miss as well. Dads tightrope hug up on the wall next to the rest of fathers preforming gear it was missing. I miss dad he has been gone for five mouths now traveling. Next it the graveling on a chair falling in the upstairs bedroom. Racing up the stairs to finally complete the mission to find my mom I call her name. Still dead silence making my way down the halls I drop my jaw to find a violent scene of smashed pictures and blood on the wall. Yelling for my mother to find if she is ok I gauze in unbelief if what i see. My mothers feet is off the ground. On the floor i find a letter Explaining How she had to go away and i should go on to find a better mom. My face rapidly meat my palm bringing a gusset of tears and pain. like the soul of my mother my life is darned. 

By:Donny Nelson

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Death Is

Death is not the end
Death can never be the end.
Death is the road,
Life is the traveller,
The soul is the guide!!!

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I have secrets you will
Never know a hole nother
Side of me i'll never show.

A darkness that hide's deep within,

That fill's my head with
Thoughts of sin.

I crave the feeling of pain,

So i know i'm not going insane.

For these are my secrets that i hold so far in my brain.

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Ghosts In Our Souls

Look inside your soul
Is pain growing to a whole
Like an unstoppable goal
I see grey and black
As hunters try and track
But i'll never turn my back
As the pain will soon be my mind
We cannot hide
We face our challenge as it creeps near;
As i see it so clear;

White as a winter sky
And evil about to be a successful tie
I quiver as it comes close
Eyes glow with grim hope
Ghost are in our souls;
And i hear no chance of them
Going back to their home
Those ghost in are souls

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Stark naked reality was a,
thorn in flesh,
for my collective innocence. 
A brutal reminder 
of war with truth. 
Light that does not spread 
in my dark eyes. 
Time for me to act for the sake of smile.

Into the dark I move 
with premonitions staggering in solitude.
To break the silence,
affinities with lights are gone. 
Black clouds hang on the moon. 
Need to know the unfathomable grief.

Again my thoughts travel,
to unravel the mystry.
Why lights form
the snarled shadows of fear? 
The winds do not agree.
Tranquility will be writ on the face of,
a drowned man,
if he comes on the surface.


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The Phone Call

 “Roses Are Red Violets Are Blue, I Thought You Loved Me, But I Guess Thats Not True”

We had a fight one day-and then you were gone 
It’s your natural instinct to just go and run
You didn't come back for 90 days
And when you did our lives were changed 
We both had been dumb and got with someone 
Mine ended with anger and yours with shame 
We both then decided to quit that game. 
We worked through our problems 
And again became one. 
Against the world we fought everyone.
Life became simple, happy and fun 
I knew why id choose you over everyone 
But then one day my phone did ring 
And all of a sudden the birds did not sing. 
“I'm the girl who broke your heart…now where do I begin to start, 
Me and your man we were in love, but then he left me when things got tough, 
Alone he left me just like you, no reason given on why we were through,
I knew he must have gone back to you”.
To that I just could not reply, 
So down I sat with a sigh. 
“Why did you call me, what do you want” 
The girl on the phone began to shout 
But before she could answer- a cry could be heard…….
A cry so loud my head did swirl… 
The phone went dead, and nothing was said
But then out of nowhere what do I hear…..
A voice that had begun to tear… 
“I’m sorry that I ruined your life, 
I know that you are his wife, 
But now in your life I must stay, 
And I can never ever go away, 
For yesterday our lives were changed, 
Through all the wrongs a right was made.
So I’m ringing to tell you, 
I’m sorry to say 
Yesterday was his newborn baby girl’s birthday”.

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Why do some humans like to intimidate
Most of the time it is due to the fact they are filled with hate,

I don't title everyone in this way
But, I go by what I see and hear everyday,

They feel a sort of power to make their lives have a purpose
Some humans are good at this and it doesn't make them nervous,

The ones who crave just the power alone
Will usually be the one whom meet their own fate with a head stone.

Written By: Unique Poetry......2007

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The Power

If you were too look into my mind
I swear to God you’d want to cry.
Cry not because of what you see
But because you’ll know what it’s like to be me

My life was not as bad as it seemed,
But it was slowly coming apart at the seams.
Day by day, year by year
All my thoughts I began to fear. 

I began to wonder why things happened
or why I could never force a smile
I started to see things different from others
I guess that’s just the way I was wired.

I saw the beauty in death
And became fascinated in taking ones last breath
I knew I just didn't want to live any more
Why oh why am I still here for.

People think these thoughts have left
But there just foolish, I know best.
These thoughts will plague me till the day I die
One day I know I will fly.

Fly far beyond the woods and trees
Far beyond the seven seas,
I’ll fly to the place far far away. 
In this place I know I can stay.

They’ll be happiness and laughter everyday
I’ll live my life in every way
Dreams will come true this much is true
Oh how I wish I could get through.

They’ll be some down on earth I will miss,
But I’ll make sure they all get a good bye kiss. 
For I cannot tell them where I roam
I just want them to know I am finally home

They’ll find my note, along with my body
I just hope the job wasn't to shoddy. 
I never meant to leave this way
But it was my mind that wouldn't let me stay.

You see the thing is I am mentally ill
A fact that truly haunts me still
I cannot decide whether to smile or shudder
It’s my mind you see , it has the power.

The power to decide how I live my life
The power to decide if I live or die. 
So I’ll sit here and ill cry
I have to let the power decide.