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Human

Jealousy engulfed me. Competition broke me. Sadness, guilt strangled me.  Acknowledging the wrong, changing for the better. Making that 180. Then... relief! Forgiveness and letting go. Peace.  Linear existence. 
               Letting the past be the past. The present the present. And walking arms opened into the future. Trying not to make the same mistake. Taking one step, day by day. Giving and feeling love. Connecting and reaches all corners of the Earth. Being more than one.

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Okay

Things are bad now
               But they will get better
               Because you are love.

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In a Perfect World

 In a perfect world I see people flying like butterflies
                As the mirror breaks they begin to die.
                Yet they are born again as robots(beep beep) controlled in a hive.
                Man has not yet begun to weep, he can not see his defeat.
                For he does not know the sly and very discreet.
                There is a hope but most don't want to believe. 
                So unfortunately for them, this land they can not leave.

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Baby Personality Part 1

Ever since she was a young girl, Lal's mind was in a twirl. She was too young to understand what she was feeling deep within. 
              But it was there very close, almost instinctual. Many of her peers, very young and very old, did not quite understand her. 
              Extroverted, convivial both parents could be. The was why not she? 
              Plagued by a bad attitude. With other people she wanted nothing to do.
              A loner in her own right, isolated so she wouldn't have to fight. Fight feelings of betrayal, from the outside. But mostly from the inside. Why can't she get her act together?
              Why must she conform? Was it really so wrong to have the personality she adorned?

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Baby Personality Part 2

 It travelled with her throughout her tweens and teens. Constantly putting her foot in her mouth. Friends come and go, but she's mostly without! Them... Yes them.
              A lover, friends, and family she feels she can truly confide in. So many judging, so many secrets to hide. 
              Knowledge in Lal's head. Stupidity in her heart. Now she realizes how to be a child.
             But the times up. Adulthood is here. Perhaps it has for a while. Even though she is 18 she is still considered a child. Her first heartbreak. A stab in the back. The boy she loved and her best friend. There together holding hands, in her face no punishment for them.
             But every move she makes, comes with rejection her exes sardonic smile in the hallway.  The story of a young girl between childhood and adulthood; and the extremities that lie between. 
            Someday Lal will figure it out. No more lonely cries, red eyes, and being deceived by lies. She will mount her white stallion and parade into the sunrise of victory. 
           And will finally close this chapter in her history.

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The Perfect Day

Peace performs paradise
               Living loving never leaving
               Singing soothing speaking
               Happy hopeful harmony
               Collectives circumvent corruption
               Zealously zippy zesty

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Off the Top Off My Head -Literally

This poem came right of the top of  my head.
               So I apologize if none of my words make sense.
               Ya see I think most of the people my age are going through a really rough time.
              There's a so called big world out there, and its our identity that we have to find.
              Constantly we are molding by good, bad outside forces. So today I am country chic, tomorrow I might be a geek. Or better yet, a Jersey Shore drama queen. 
              But whatever it is, who ever I am, we are at some inward point we want to be wanted. 
              Sadly wasting our good young years for a hopeless cause.
              Only to get older more mature and wish we could go back.
              Knowing what we know now, to make things right. To not waste life.
              But I guess that's the learning process.
                I say all of that to say this. It all came of the top of my head. In literally 2 minutes. And that's it.

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Meaning

What does it mean to hate? To love?
               To search outside yourself, and understand another paradigm. 
               The steps it takes for someone else to reach their destination,
                And live their lives.
                And in the end realize it is one plus one plus another. To truly understand.
                Something that seems so far away, but ironically it's deep inside. 
                You see we just have to dig harder, break down the walls that separate us. 
                Even if those walls separate us from ourselves. Then look each other in the eye, and be honest. For one second... to just be.

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Bags and Lashes

Bags and Lashes, the things we do
                To make them love us, to make them woo
                Bright colors red lips Large swaying hips
                Does he like me? Maybe not. Maybe so.
                My bag and lashes will let me know.

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I Am

Maris
              Curious, confused, growing, reaching
              Family to all those who wish to be connected
              Who loves equality, justice, and those who try their best in doing good.
              Who fears being alone, and never being able to relate and help make a difference, that everything is crashing down.
              Has accomplished more goals than expected, and continues to do so. Showing the real me, and helping others.
             Who wants to experience perfect life and love.
             Born in the United States. Living in this  world.
             Oliver.