Best On Pins And Needles Poems

Another song written in middle school - edited of course. ;)
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[Verse 1]
I'm trapped within these walls
Never to leave at all
I am the prisoner inside my own home
My spirit is broken
I do not believe
I'm locked in this chamber which I cannot leave 
[Chorus]
The needles that break...

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Let's take these pins and needles

That we're always sitting on

And sew up this relationship

Before it goes completely wrong

Piecing it all together

These used lives, tattered and torn

We'll make a quilt from wanting hearts

Into something beautiful...

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pins and needles sewn across the bed in threads of yellow-brown and rosy, red stitched across my sheets and embroidered to my bed and pillow eye to eye with pins and needles a prickly pair pinned to my bed and pillow...

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African youth on the
Pins and needles, 
Pains...huh!
So painful ...Yooh!. 
African youth shout 
Shout loudly... Eh!

Crying in exposing  the power hunger, 
Which is called selfishness in tongue 
Of genial. 

Some people out there are hungry for powers, 
Some politicians out there  want to die on the...

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Grimacing with eyes closed
And staggering to stand
On cranky legs and feet
With numb prickings shooting
Like a thousand points of light...

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Living within shadows - 
darker than a clouded night. 
I'd lay down with my demons- 
so that we didn't have to fight. 
Engulfed me and my spirit-
as if it were just up for grabs. 
The evil it consumeded me.-
It took everything I had. 
I sought...

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Her eyes are warning flags
Especially when they're smiling
They hold me intensely like pain inside her teardrops
And I'm hanging on to the cliffs of their waterfall
Because I don't ever want to see her cry

These pins and needles of brittle air I breath around her
Sew the torn...

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Imagined pins and needles
Hobbling my swarth
Homes sweet hearth cradling your whim
The sound and safeness of home farmed hands
The vastness invites in colour hued
But shadow and soul will not conform
Stepping over limbless torsos of people falling to pieces
Devil shunned faces turn inwards
As outside stays outside...

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