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Annotated Achilles amends fallen frame amputees

Bulimec Barbies browse media monkey banalaties

Cameo clouds cling to beaded breath curios

Dopamine dreams dilenate check cash desires

Echo endorfins eulogize bullet brain excrement

Fecal folly fantasies reveal relevant frivoloties

Gonadial grownups gulp secret scrotal generosities

Helical hemorriods hinder senior stricken hemocraps

Idiotic ideals idioiosyncrate post partem iconoclasts

Jack Jill juxtapositories seek sexestential jouveniers

Kryptic killer kisses ascot arrogant kingdumbs

Liquid lipid loiners fear frontline lucklullibies

Malovent mommies masterbate rich reflective mommocules

Nevertheless nightengales nourich ruby rich noonbeams

Ovulatory occults outsource torrent tofu outrages

Pensive picses picnics lovelorny passions 

Queer quiet quintensials release rancid quotients

Rape ripe residuals nullify nimble reprocussions

Silky seafoam silohouttes fornicate frothy sandlets

Tepid torch trilogies belie beligerent tourniquets

Useless utterences utilize organize orgasmic utopias

Venimous vixens violate cruel.com visions

White willow wombs softly seed hospice hell winds

XY XX xfactors envision extracurricular xraydoms

Yearning yoyo yesterdays calculate clearcovert yeilds

Zen zealous zions mirror maginfy Zoneotones 

Copyright © Dave Collins | Year Posted 2013

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Tell me it isn't true

Tell me it isn't true
That he didn't hurt you too
Tell me that your not crying
Please tell me your lying
Why I ask you
Why I say
Why should this happen today
Onlt 13 years
Now we shead 13 tears 
13 forever
Will my soul recover
My days and nights gets longer
Wondering if my days will get shorter
Feeling my heart getting heavy
The wish to hear his voice is driving me crazy
In loving memory Christopher Monte' Rivera

Copyright © Alesha Roche' | Year Posted 2007

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yes, I am lonely enough to die; 
lonely enough to cry; 
lonely enough to ask Myself 'why'? 
yes, I am lonely enough to say goodbye! 

Everybody wants to live forever; 
its what i wanted never; 
the thing i wanted ever; 
but nobody loved me like forever.

Nobody wants to die; 
Nobody wants to cry; 
its Me who wanted this all to try; 
and thats the reason why every second i die! 

Its the most difficult thing to realize, 
when you yourself wants to be killed by a knife; 
is it really swift to live such a life; 
NO! as you know you have to be wise! 

Can't even attempt something like suicide; 
cause my religion is still walking beside.
its makes me feel scared side by side, 
what if i died and nobody cried! 

Still there is something to which I am tied; 
but umpteen times i have lied; 
and umpteen times i have cried; 
as i really not find this world wide.

As I told you i never was clever; 
so now I am saying GOODBYE FOREVER!

Copyright © mahvash A.M.U. | Year Posted 2012

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Mystic dialogue

There are some dreams that you don't see during the night 
You can just imagine. 
There are some words that you don't hear 
You feel these if you look somebody in the eyes. 
There are some loves that you don't get with a kiss or a hug 
You can touch these with your soul. 

If you can see what you can't see with your eyes 
If you can hear what you can't hear with your ears 
If you can touch what you can't touch with your hands 

Then I will not speak anymore 
Then you will not speak anymore 

Then will speak only our hearts  

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved

Copyright © Constantinos Grigoriadis | Year Posted 2007

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Just For My Sweet Beautiful Boo

I think about you every hour throughout my day/ I dont know what it is about you that makes me feel this way?/ but I want to let you know Im going to try to comprehend them in the nest few wrods that I say......
 Dam girl I stillcant belive you my boo....after all the drunk bull-sit I put you threw/ You make me better at everything girl I cannot lose/ Right now you the only woman that I choose/ You bring light to my rez life blues/ You make ,my heart beat faster than it normally moves I dont life being alone because I'm better off when my life is spent in two's/ Without your pretty face around girl I dont know what I would really want to do/ No matter what mi lady because this poem ws written just for you my sweet beautiful boo........

Copyright © Travis Lone Hill | Year Posted 2012

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Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.

Copyright © Brittany Carroll | Year Posted 2012

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the voice of a refugee

The voice of a refugee

What happened to this world?	
So beautiful in the past
The rivers lakes and oceans
And fragrance of the grass
And now the land is barron
It's no more fertile
I hope that the plants grow
Once again for a while
What happened to our society
So generous in the past
Now there is terror
Scaring the mass
Aware of all around me
but one thing I could not stand
It was worse than I could see
Women being beaten up
Children badly tortured
Level of terror rising up
No one's being nurtured
I want to change this
And bring back humility
Return the nature's bliss
And bring back prosperity
Then I realised that
I should be the change I want to see
To bring back that ball and bat
Instead of guns and artillery
I want to live freely
And not be so confined
It's not easy being a refugee
No house to live and place to find
It's my request to the world
To please help me
To be the change I want to see
And again be free

Copyright © avani pandit | Year Posted 2017

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In your memory

Thank you for the beautiful memory
you left on my mind
you are not dead
 but you are not here,

to me you are gone,
cos i cant feel you the way i used to,
everything you used to do are left untouched
the space you ocupied is empty,

our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow
so beautiful but so short,
how can i forget the endless yesterday?
when you are here with me.

in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

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Quick Energy~

Quick Energy

Sight Unseen

Sometimes Pieces

Are the Ones You Miss

Copyright © Eva J Tortora | Year Posted 2006

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Am not a painter
But the picture is broken
With a maze background
Its shape, loop
In the pent house
This picture stands
The man inside melancholic
Though the setup fervent
Scenarios fatalistic
To the novice fallacious
And spell binds many
Making the modest definition
The zenith of Hades
Color-flies the entire texture
That maroons the spear contrast
Benching a murky frame
Lights on, lights out
The close fastidious
And remains obnoxious

Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2014

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Midnight Skies

Midnight Cries In midnight skies the cries of love drift off to sleep in endless love. For he who heard them. Sent them hope, that God created a world for them. For us to see and bare good times. For no more hurt and devishlish crimes. For the earth which once was good. Is soured and torn. There are no morals or dreams no more. Or hope of good things when suffering soars. For they are crushed by his vast sword. For he who has the greater sin. He has carried and been burdened with. He has been forgotten. In times like these. Because people hearts bleed with disease. For they have burdened him with more sin. They have forgotten the pain he is in. For he so carried his cross with pride. A younge man who was destined to die. No matter what the world does think. This man did live before we did. We have lost our way in darkened times. Like lost sheep we have roamed, away from him. If youd only listen and help to carry his cross. Take the blame for things done past. Change our ways for hope to last. We wont do that out of pride. When he is denied. I feel for him. I pick his cross up and help him off the ground. For he is my brother. Who I have found. He has carried that cross. No man deserved his life in such a lose. Tormented and torturded to no extent. He didnt look like a mere man in the end. He coutinued to stand even after he fell. Showing me the strength of Heaven and hell. For a man so strong, so bold and kind. Showed me what we can do as man kind. He gave his life for everyone who reads this. For those who can not see. Do not be blind Find this man, for he needs you. He gave his life to save you. With your help, you raise his cross. You heal that burden of love. That has been lost. Ease his pain and find your way. For Heaven is a start and hell is a step away.

Copyright © tonya priest | Year Posted 2012

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mental illness

As a new day arises, you are once again faced with that trenched alarm bell.
You open your eyes to feelings of emotional turmoil in the pit of your stomach, a remembrance of this living hell. There are too many thoughts spawning in that very moment, paranoia and voices within the depths of your head.That leads to your irresponsibility and lack of motivation, it's much easier for you to pursue another day in bed.
You feel you have no one you can trust, no one who understands your pain, distress.
Opening up fully to others makes you look vulnerable, disconnected and an uncontrollable mess.
So you struggle on with life, stating your fine to those of whom should dare to ask.
But you know time is an essence of revealing the truth behind your hidden mask.
You try different interventions as a strategy of coping, one of many being selfharm.
But how long are you able to keep this up before others notice the scars on your arm.
So you turn to alcohol, drinking yourself in to oblivion, continuing through to the following day.
Until the hangover kicks in and you realise you've spent the greatest majority of your pay.
Unfortunately it's your last as you've lost it all, family, job, everything that you are. Such a constant reminder as you are the only one left sitting at the end of the bar.
Is there an escape from this, hope relishing somewhere beyond the dreaded fear. It doesn't seem to be the answer right now, all you can see in front of you is a fifteen pack of beer.
It's all you have left, the one thing you look forward to, your only friend. You keep telling yourself this as you battle to diminish thoughts of how this will all come to an end. You see the problem is you know too well, you've watched your father for years in a similar situation, now fate has taken over and you have inherited the same genetic predisposition. You tell yourself you've no hope, dreams orca positive future, whilst deciding to end it all, before jumping in to your car. If only you had sought help, services, treatment available, you may never have let it get this far.
Now your kids are left parentless, due to this painful disease of the mind. And it's the responsibility of others to pick up the pieces of everything you have left behind.
So u see mental illness cannot be seen and is one of the hardest disorders to mend.
But if we join together as a community, we can save the lives of others by finally putting the stigma to an end. ??

Copyright © stacey trolan | Year Posted 2015

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Sandy Hook Elementary

Ploop Plop
I flopped down onto the black leather coach
Wee Snaw 
I inhaled deeply
Slowly i twisted my head to the right
The AT&T remote control lay blocked
An attempt to get the remote; I succeded
Click Click Click
I changed the channel
"A shooting at Sandy Hook" the weatherman said
"Elementary students 6-7 shot, gone, and dead"
Utter shock filled  my mind
Slowly I pressed rewind
"6-7 shot, gone, and dead"
The newsman repeated
Again and again I began to lose control
Instantly I'd felt panic
My child, I thought
I grabbed my keys and began to run towards my car
Ring, ring, ring it rang several times
I stopped
"Answer the phone" I thought
Chink, I answered
"yes" I replied.
"She's gone."

Copyright © Sakyra V Mance | Year Posted 2012

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Ode To Everything We Take For Granted

We all know what living is
We all had our lives given to us.
On a silver platter, a road for life mapped out for us,
but we aren't always serious
about the people near and dear to us,
because we're usually delirious about the life we take for granted.

When we have roofs over our heads
and sheets on our bed 
then how come on the streets people
are frozen with defeat and have to compete for some food.

How can we watch people's lives fall when they stand against a wall with a sign?
No use at all, praying to god as their pride crumbles.

We watch them stumble with their heads down low and nowhere to go and I think,
Where is the kindness planted?
Why do we take our lives for granted?

How could we stoop so low while we live in houses they have nowhere to go
- couldn't we lend them something...
Oh no, one person could make a difference if they spoke out loud
show their faces to the crowd.
A difference could be made
all of us could be of aid.

So dear reader I hope you see
the message that coming from me
and as I've gone on and almost ranted
Why do we take our lives for granted?!

Copyright © Ella Marley | Year Posted 2008

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The Pigeons of life being set to fly,
fear in the raging hearts ,they just can't defy
for the lamenting eyes , when they turn vile
And the pleasant solitude of them, remains in exile..

Intrigued by the clouds, winds just followed
the charming loneliness , felt alone on its own
for the friend,whose war, as if it waged,
when the pain was warm enough...

Their love rained and soon everything erased..

Copyright © jaanam pokhrel | Year Posted 2013

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You Got Your Wings

Your many worries, your greatest fears 
The lonely nights, your many tears
The saddest moments, your happy days
Your many journeys traveled different ways
Leaving behind earthly things
Don't fret now you Got Your Wings.

Your tons of desires, your selfless acts
The sleepless nights, the lovely facts
Your fulfilled life, our dying hearts
Broken info pieces the day you part
Leaving behind earthly things
Don't fret now you Got Your Wings.

Your nights of suffering, your days of pain
Praying for comfort in his name 
Your prayers were heard and answered too
God opened his arms and welcomed you
Leaving behind earthly things
Don't fret now You Got Your Wings

Copyright © Delphine Brandon | Year Posted 2016

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Hageshem (The Rain)

A blast of smoke,   she falls
 beside his cold and soaking body;
 crying out    to deafened ears --
demoralized dehumanized
  ~A gunshot in the pouring rain so they can’t see her tears.

Copyright © Tammy Armstrong | Year Posted 2006

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Take your hand and put it out forward,
Than swing out out to the side, c'mon don't be a coward. 
This is fun, now swing your hips from side to side,
Remember all the times you couldnt express yourself and you cried.

But now your can swing your legs and feet any way you want,
Look for that new move that you looked for your whole life like a hunt. 
Grab someone by the hand and let them join you in that awesome moment,
I promise you, you will love this feeling you are about to feel.

Turn up the music and dance your heart out,
Move to the beat and go wild and feel like your out of sight. 
This is your moment, don't let anyone take that away for you,
This is not happening too slow and i tell you that that's the truth.

Put some head phones on and go to your own world of greatness,
Bust a move like you never did before, I promise it's harmless.
Make your heart feel what I am feling right now and take my hand,
I promise that I will make you smile and scream with joy and stand.

Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2012

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" There is nothing wrong on giving all you have to that person who holds your heart, being broken-hearted is okay but being broken- hearted twice from the same guy is off the track. " 
 Girl, you've been lied,
you've been cursed,
you've been thrown,
you have cried, 
and you've been hurt.
Still your heart can take
so much of that.
 Sure you know
the difference between love and insanity.
Committing mistake and learning from it, its ok.
but committing the same mistake over and over again
is stupidity.
 You let go of your heart and your mind,
I hope someone will catch it at the end of time.
One day, I hate to see again,
in one corner you cry...
I may not know how is it to be on your shoes,
but I am pretty aware of the pain it caused.

Copyright © Evangeline Demate | Year Posted 2012

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i speak for the innocent

i speak for the innocent
who do nothing but cry
they have no power to express
they are turned into cheap trash
and blinded with painful life
i speak for the innocent

men have turned the angels
to sex objects and servants
rapists are let go free
they have money to buy a hideout
does money but self dignity?
i speak for the innocent

they lurk in the dark
just to rape,hurt and destroy
does it matter to them?
what if i was the one
to subject their innocent daughters
into that painful act 
i speak for the innocent

they have no creativity
or any sense of conscience
they luck critical thinking
and think of their body desires
destroying lives of the innocent
i speak for the innocent

all they do is induce pain
causing tears to the innocent
our day will come
when men; who act like dogs
will come to us
they will wish to be forgiven
the voice of the innocent
is waiting for the moment
i speak for the innocent.

Copyright © MARIA NYABOKE | Year Posted 2016

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So sad when I heard it 
Don't know is my blood 
Looking for a way to blend
Water coming down from my eyes 
Can't  control it because its high
Telling a brother is a lie 
Taking me to a place he is to 
Don't believe until I succumb 
Ho! What a pity for her 
She continue crying and trying to 
see her husband 
Saying two- person loads will be on 
Family were there uttering a word of 
To ensure that we are pleased
At the end, they ran away for ease 
Their own children are not yet 
So, they need to shift
In a nutshell, we are convinced 
Our mother make us to happy
She is now reaping what she is done

Copyright © toheeb sheu | Year Posted 2014

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Picture of a movie

I was among and you offer me notice. Birds assist and we got known. Your noisy smile shake the summer hat you tried to hold by the edge. I still recall that picture from a movie.

Copyright © Eleftherios Ioannou | Year Posted 2012

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Comfort Me

Comfort me, for I have been hurt one to many times. Sometimes I feel unworthy 
of love and affection. I have been through way more than any teenage girl should 
ever have to endure. I feel dirty although I know I am clean. Sometimes I wonder 
if somebody would just comfort me and tell me how worthy I am. Neglected by 
my parents, disowned by family. Alone in the world at seventeen with a child on 
the way. Put into the system three years ago, bounced from placement to 
placement with no comfort given. I feel as if people can see right through me and 
they laugh at my pain. Unworthy of being a duaghter, for nobody will claim me as 
their own. Sometimes I think to myself if only I could fly away to a place where my 
past doesn't matter and the pain was taken away, would that finally be the place 
to comfort me?

Copyright © Sierra Price | Year Posted 2007

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The flirt

You smile and we chears perhaps away are the dears. But what a better of a joy than let the pretty take the troy.!

Copyright © Eleftherios Ioannou | Year Posted 2012

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Anthem (part one)

In a tunnel under earth, we were given a curse
In this world, we am called reverse
Eager to think and question
These things bring out nothing but aggression

We are one in all and all in one

Sent to the house of the street sweeper
Keep my thoughts from them, ill think deeper
In a subway we find the device
Must show the council word of advice

We are one in all and all in one

Copyright © David Savage | Year Posted 2007

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BUSH KEPT AMERICA SAFE ( An ode to former President George W. Bush )

They can remember him as the warmonger,
the heartless one, instead of the southern gentleman; 
and haven't they yet realized that he was a man of God,
with values far greater than most of us?
God hates war Himself, but when evil 
men do horrendous deeds, He approves of it!
Was David wicked to take Goliath down?
Was Moses wrong for breaking the Holy Tablets,
when his people turned to idolatry and forsook their God?
Was Jashua thirsty for the enemy's blood,
or he obeyed Him to lead the Israelites out of Egypt? 
Bush kept America safe, and I'm thankful for that! 
We cannot judge anyone by our human way, which is so futile: 
the-so-assumed-perfect-one make mistakes like the imperfect one;
perfection was taken away from us when our ancestors sinned!
Look at yourself and be less judgmental; 
we have faults, too and we try to hide them by manifesting denial!
Try some compassion, understanding and sympathy,
and these same virtues will be considered by others:
when you are swerving off your path and you need guidance!
When someone is about to fall, foresee that weakness...
before he plunges into the abyss of nothingness!
But we must show pity to anyone admitting the guilt,
if forgiveness is granted to the unworthy one...why shouldn't he justify
his actions when his Country was attacked cowardly?
Bush kept America safe, and I will testify to that!

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2009

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Copyright © raymond hamilton | Year Posted 2013

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Friends of mine

They say they are handsome & beautiful
But I don’t think so!
It's only me who is handsome
And I'm more beautiful than them
They're'n't beautiful

You don’t know them!
They are one hell of traitors
They refuse to be my trailers
They want us to be equal
But I'm more than them & how could it be possible?

My friends are so loving
They help me when I need help
In between us it's something undefinable
But they try to maul me I know
But I love them though

My friends are beautiful, yes!
They are loving, yes!
They're ready to help me
They don’t want to see me in jeopardy
They don’t compete with me
Cause we are on the same level, or are we?

Copyright © Desire Kateyera | Year Posted 2016

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The Power Within

The power within to show people your not afraid.

The power within to prove you care.

The power within to have the courage.

The power within to stand up for what's right.

The power within to embrace yourself.

The Power within to express yourself.

The power within to show your smarts.

The power within to leave the ones behind who really don't encourage you.

The power within to use your mind and soul.

The power within to look beyond this world.

The power within to help others in need.

The power within to take Chances.

The power within to start a new beginning.

The power within to lift up your heart and see a brighter day and not people's 
wretched ways.

The power within to grow strong and move along.
And The power within to one day come together as one nation.

Copyright © Phylicia Moore | Year Posted 2008

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Poor Africa, why av u allowed ur ancient precious priceless beads taken away from u while coveting after a common coated carved stones from the foreign lands? 
They took away your treasured garment and seal u with an ''unsuitable suit'' from a distant land.

They insert straw in a bottle and dip it in your mouth, but fix hose to your anus and pass it into a tank.
They took away your staff of office with which you have peacefully and successfully lead for centuries, and gave you guns in return to scatter your wards around, thereby losing your respect.

Africa, where is ur sense of supremacy of those good days, before u were made to look inferior?
Will you still allow this train to continue with the hopeless journey? No i heard you say.

Copyright © Olufemi Oloye | Year Posted 2017