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believe them
the ones,
those people who saw
(the ones who did not conquer-
the Julius creaser want-a-be
the ones who wasted years of precise time-to prove absolutely nothing,
believe their stories.
(the poets, they have stories you wouldn't even believe,
    -but they are all true.
the sun rises on the people of today,
but it the sun has just set on the lonely poet
who tells stories on and on
but no one is listening-
listen you want-to-be little girl,
you gangster want-to-be little boy
and learn of the troubles those once want-to-be became of themselves
     -nothing is more true than yourself
so do not be like no one else,
be your own Creaser and your own god
your own ruler and your own peasant,
be your own person
as God intend you to be

believe those poets who were once fools in love
believe those poets who write mumbo-jumbo on a piece of scrap paper
with a beaten down pencil
and listen to their cries and see their tears, soil those pieces of paper
and shed a tear or two with them(its okay)
to be your own heart and soul is the best of your abilities
      -you may think you have love- till a glass heart is broken
then you shall turn on the world,
but before you leave in a suicide rage
believe those poets who were before you,
with hearts fragile and thin like glass and a blade of grass
believe that they weren't in a rage as well,
believe that they write of experience and not just to write and pass time away;
     (those strong boulders called "men" have hearts of glass too-
      and those women, who walk down the street sighing, have cracked hearts-
pain and hardship is just not for you
its only for everyone, who has a heart-
poets, painters, boys, girls, flowers and ferns all have hearts
and we all share pain and love

the time when you cry
read a story of heartbreak and think,
think of those before you and believe them
for they know what they're talking about
and they have experienced those heartaches first-hand
and love yourself and be your own kind of unique
(live laugh love hope and cherish that of which you were given
and show yourself and others you can rise-
and you can rise and be the king or queen of your own Destiny !

.12.28.2013.
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