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Trent Kinds Poem
I wanna shine.
I wanna be famous.
I wanna write a lyrical virus,
with words forever contagious.
I've gotta sound so ageless.
Fans wanna shout out these lines,
start becoming more shameless.
Ink stained skin and starry eyed.
She's got my nerves
with her topsy turned tight curves.
Craving a sunset cinematic.
I'm jamming out to Queen,
shes into the lesser dramatic,
force fed beating semi automatic.
I wanna shine.
I wanna be famous.
I wanna write a lyrical virus,
with words forever contagious.
I wanna shine.
I wanna be famous.
I wanna write a lyrical virus,
with words forever contagious.
Friends asking what she said
to turn my insides out.
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Trent Kinds Poem
Changing my mind once again.
I know this is the best I've seen
or can remember way back when.
Questioning what's locked.
I've lost the key but found another conclusion in which I couldn't agree.
Putting faith in something unknown.
Whispers so hollow
that they chilled to the bone.
As a requirement of belief is needed sooner than now.
I'm ducking my head.
taking the finales last bow.
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Trent Kinds Poem
So this is where you fell.
Walked through the flames
and entered hell.
Broken hearted
and rusted to the bone.
With a selfish act your once again
all alone.
I hope your happy.
I hope your proud.
We never thought silence
could sound so loud.
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Trent Kinds Poem
I've grown so accustomed to this way I live. (I'm getting loud now)
When I see your face.
Taken me further than I've ever been.
(I'm so proud now)
Let me tell you all these things that, I,won't, soon forget.
(High as cloud now)
Clever words I say,I promise you,
there's, no regret.
(Are you ready yet)
Build me up,
you bring me down.
Like a sick twisted lullaby,
ours is a story that never ends.
(Ya just gotta try)
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I walk these streets all bourbon eyed.
Where I wish I left a legacy.
Nothing but burned bridges
as far as the eye can see.
Counting down,
its always come down to you.
You refuse to share your history.
But together were bound
by inherited symmetry.
Sweet is the journey,
so hold tight
ever so tenderly.
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In attention I stand without a body by side.
Theres no longer secrets within me, no more lies to soon hide.
To some degree,
I'm alone in my home,
where there's no one in which to confide.
My minds once again locked,
behind a door with no key.
There's no longer affection.
Inside a mirror it's just me,
gazing upon something without any reflection.
In attention i stand without a body by side longing for attention.
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Living fast,I've fallen hard.
My hands upon the wheel
that's been driving you wild.
With my grinning face
you'll start to question your space.
Give in to me.
You're blinded by the city lights.
Signs respond to life and the street starts to soon divide.
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