A upholder strong, bold, and courageous
Belittled and trivialized
Accepting truth; she's bon a fide
Speaking up for self became contagious.
So you think?
So you think you know?
Claim you know my temperament?
Claim you understand my soul?
Tell them who I am?
Tell them what I like?
Tell them what I know?
Look into my eyes, look into my soul
See the doors close?
That tells you what you know
See the tears and cries when I was left alone?
See when my mind backfired - trying to convince myself that you were my home?
Oh, there is a part of me that you will never know
A part that guards this heart, a part that guards this soul
So stand there all you like trying to convince them all you know!
But that son died years - so many, many years ago.
playing with misuse of anything
material or immaterial
ultimately produces injustice
to own self being
sooner or later
glaring in history mythology
even present speaks truly
a simple good sense's enough to catch
backfire of misconception it's
Backfire 4 Burn
She was quite a bird. Why did they update her so? Twin 55k engines in full 'burner. Don't they know that airframe limits would be reached in dry thrust? That bird would fly like a fighter. Did she? Rolling, turning, climbing, diving. What of her airframe strength? Enough? To fly fly fly. Those Blackjack engines were more than enough for her to kill Yankee carriers. As were her original engines. Backfire could have been the biggest air combat fighter. Was she close? Soviet dreams.
Everyday,
Im going to constantly bug you
with beautiful aggressive sarcasm
that it will cause your words
to catch fire,
even before the match
is even out the box.
Then I will dismantle your words
and display them like a trophy
on my mantel for all your friends
to come and see at your expense.
I bought a bracelet as a gift
But first I slipped it on my wrist
Where my intentions took a shift –
For really, how could I resist?
It looked quite perfect sitting there;
I couldn’t help but crack a smile
And though it was without compare,
A fool could tell it was my style.
My friend will think it’s rather great.
She’ll love its sleek and cool design
But for her gift, she’ll have to wait
For this one simply must be mine!
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