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Kara Fraine Poem
The stupidity of it all.
is how the world has fallen
i can hear the innocence permanentally dieing
why do we still judge by race , religon, sexuality, and social status
when we should stop the human race metting a horrible fateI certainly do not want to die out because of any those reasons.
why are we still killing eachother instead of believing in ourselves and helping one another .
why fight because of what we look like, or what we believe in when we could make a team and fight the real problems that all of us as humans caused.
The air I breath and the blood that flows through viens is the same as yours so I am asking before we mess this world up anymore let us come together and finally fix the problems that actually matter .
I am one person who is asking a big change but who cares if you are Jewish or Athiest , Mexican or White, Gay or Straight.
That is the stupidity of it all fighting because of that when in my opinion if you do not kill, rape , or do crimes against another human or animal and take care of your buisness then who am I to judge.
I do not blame you or me for what this world has come to it was a group effort.
My fellow humans whatever you claim to be I ask you to help me to fix the problems humanity has caused and end the stupidity of it all.
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Kara Fraine Poem
You take my hand is yours
It begins in a elegant ballet
It usually turns into a passionate salsa.
Then when I go for the lift some you don't catch me and I crash on the floor.
You get out of the rhythm and step on my feet.
I try to be patient waiting for you to remember our dance.
One day I noticed you were not trying and did not want to follow my lead.
You gave up on our dance and left me to dance a solo facing the world's music alone.
I wait again for another partner so I can again dance a beautiful duet.
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Kara Fraine Poem
Mood swings happen to us but
Instead of freaking out turn on the music.
That surrounds us all.
Turn it on when you're outside listen to the song
of the trees , the harmony of they breeze , and the tweet tweet
of the birds that fly so high in the sky.
Moods swings happen to us but
Instead of freaking out turn on the music.
That surrounds us all.
Turn it on when your sitting in a chair
her the tic tock of Mr. Clock and tap your feet
along with his beat.
drum your fingers along with every minute that passes by
then you'll see you're making a groovy tune.
Mood swings happen to us but
Instead of freaking out turn on the music.
That surrounds us all.
Hear the rum and whistle of the cars and trains
and just sing along to the soulful voices of
The whistle of the train blowing powerful voice to be heard by all
and the cars joining in honking to bring it a little flare into the mash up
To make a unique song that rocks like the rest.
Mood swings happen to us but
Instead of freaking out turn it on the music.
That surrounds us all.
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Kara Fraine Poem
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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Kara Fraine Poem
You
yes you , you drive me crazy
you make me have hope one day it will be just me and you.
You know me better than I know myself sometimes,
why can I just have you all to myself just one day that is all I ask for
I smile just being around you , I just want wrap myself in your warm embrace
forget all of my problems.
You!
yes you, you drive me crazy
you make me have hope one day it will be just me and you.
I do not know why I can not forget all the consequences and just be with you
You care for me even when I am in the wrong and forgive me
You tell me I am pretty when I just woke up but that is my favorite lie.
You
yes you, you drive me crazy
you make me have hope one day it will be just me and you.
I just want to lay in bed all day and do nothing but watch t.v. with you
I do not care what we do as long as I am with you
somedays all I want is you.
You
yes you , you drive me crazy
you make me have hope one day it will be just me and you.
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Kara Fraine Poem
Happy is a feeling that should be easy.
The world today has made that feeling
only a sweet memory.
I walk walk around seeing children play
remembering those innocent days.
I am on the journey of life and
some days it is just impossible to bring
a smile to my face.
Happy is a feeling that should be easy.
The world today has made that feeling
only a sweet memory.
Today I learned a new swear word to add
to my vocabulary.
I get dressed to head out for the day and what
it may have for me that I do not know.
All I have is the hope in my heart to get me through
The day.
Happy is a feeling that should be easy.
The world today has made that feeling
only a sweet memory.
I listen to all the things people have to say
but it all ends up as one big blur.
I sometimes just wish to sit alone and bask in the sunshine
but I do not have the time anymore.
Happy is a feeling that should be easy
The world today has made that feeling
only a sweet memory.
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Kara Fraine Poem
Women are fragile and strong at the same time.
Women give life everyday and raise it with all the love it with all thier might.
Women are fragile you should not every hurt hurt one because when you hurt one of us you better be prepared to fight all of us.
Do not underestimate women because they are stronger than men can be left bruised
not a dime to their name and have babies to fed and the very next day they get up to
look for work hustling to bring home the money to buy food and clothes for them and
her children and does not even break a sweat as she pays the bills suriving from one
day to the next keeping her head up high do not mess with women they are both
fragile and stronge they can feel pain but be strong enough to wipe away the tears and
get back to business the very same day.
Women are both fragile and strone and that is how we will survive through anything that comes at us and teach the next generation of women to do the same.
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Kara Fraine Poem
Women are fragile and strong at the same time.
Women give life everyday and raise it with all the love it with all thier might.
Women are fragile you should not every hurt hurt one because when you hurt one of us you better be prepared to fight all of us.
Do not underestimate women because they are stronger than men can be left bruised
not a dime to their name and have babies to fed and the very next day they get up to
look for work hustling to bring home the money to buy food and clothes for them and
her children and does not even break a sweat as she pays the bills suriving from one
day to the next keeping her head up high do not mess with women they are both
fragile and stronge they can feel pain but be strong enough to wipe away the tears and
get back to business the very same day.
Women are both fragile and strone and that is how we will survive through anything that comes at us and teach the next generation of women to do the same.
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Kara Fraine Poem
Do you think I do not love you anymore
my dear you were the first man I ever loved.
You hold a place in my heart no other man can touch
because you got there first.
Why did you have to fight with me , make
me choice basically my family or you.
The scar left behind from that day still brings
tears to my eyes as does the time when we tried again
And you gave up on me.
I leave you in tears for good because even though I love you
and always will because you never forget your first love.
I leave you in tears , you are not good for me my love
you cause me pain and just added another scar when you left me
The second time we dated and I cried into my pillow suffering the pain of
flossing you a second time , just because you just gave up on us not want to try
even though knowing I was there right at your side.
That is why my love I leave you for good in tears to never return to you
I shall never collect another scar caused by you , I walk away from what my
heart wants and leave you in tears.
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Kara Fraine Poem
On Halloween night things go bump in the night.
Midnight comes and and soon it will be done.
The veil is lifted between the world's letting the monsters come out to scare all the boys and girls.
Monsters of all shapes and sizes come out for the night and yes it shall be a good fright they may even take a few human souls back with them to the other side.
It is such a horrid delight on Halloween night as all of our fears come to life we scream in terror but their is not escape from our doomed faith.
Halloween night ends when the clock strikes midnight and the creatures of the night have to go back to their side for as the veil closes we must be thankful for the Suns sunlight.
The horrible night is done and Halloween night is gone lucky for us mortals we only have to fear Halloween night once a year.
We are all safe until next year .
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