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Believe Them

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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