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Watch Your Back

as you stroll alone
here or rome
be bolder
look over your shoulder
you never know
so as you go
kept mind unstack
and
WATCH YOUR BACK


Premium Member THEY ARE NEVER FORGOTTEN


Look over your shoulder everyday,
nothings forgotten just because you prayed.

A beautiful person is gone,
because of your jealousy and greed.

I'll pray for you because I believe,
God saw that and that's all we need.
Form: Rhyme

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Wait, bus driver. Look over your shoulder.
Do you see any kid sleeping? Nope? Check.
Walk to the back and take a look. All clear? 
Checked under the seats? No luck? Check.
Can you hear any faint movements? No? 
Proceed, you're the only human on the bus.
Form: Verse

what's done

it's night
look over your shoulder
look at the past day's toil 
what do you have to show for your sweat your 
tears?

if every droplet of sweat
every tear
was shed for something
for someone, 
it could even be yourself,
then drift away to a restful slumber and 
dream

Every Step

every step I take
brings me closer to where you are
every rung I climb
every thing I try
every thought I think
brings me closer

look over your shoulder
I'm coming up quick on you
slipping into your thoughts
feelings you forgot
fantasies you sought
closer than your shadow
feel my breath on your face
I'm coming up quick on you
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Darkness

Darkness...


The cold emptiness
the chilling feeling of...
alone


Look over your shoulder
no one is there...
lonely


Wanting a feeling
of something...
love


Left all alone
searching for more...
acceptance


Lost in your own life
needing something dear...
redemption


Not knowing what to do
always lost in your...
darkness.

Freedom

Revealing emotions so close to the source
Of the pain and the anguish, is par for the course.
Do not display your essence, your soul
For fear of life taking,  and swallowing you whole.
Protect all you have, or treasure most dear
Look over your shoulder, and cover your rear.
The thieves are around you, hidden by lies
They mingle close now, in the heavy disguise.
So take my hand, trust only in me
I’ll find a way to let us be free
Form: Rhyme

We Win

democrats, take a deep breath
thats the smell of victory
look over your shoulder
that's the past behind you
in front of you is the future
and it's a virgins birth
that you have to believe in
reach out and build a bridge
not a wall
plant food instead of weapons
build instead of destroy
believe instead of denigh
it's a shame that we have the 
question "why"
because without it we wouldn't
have the lie that started this whole mess
Form:

Premium Member Twin Twisters, Daily 38

38
A Gemini quest
My bringer of cold droughts
And naughty new breathes.

Damn me please
This is my disease
Look away shy and blind
Pretend a history so kind
That all sin is invisible

But mix your poisons
Drown the signs
Cover the blemish
It’s all in your mind.

Look over your shoulder
Spin around it’s the same
Rock-n-roll spinners
Hiding their shame.

But spinners are flashy
Shine style and sleek
But under the covers,
Cowards and meek.
Form: Rhyme

Silent whispers

A Silent whisper hanging on the breath of the night.

Another lost soul out of control in the pale moon light.

A sliver of silver, the Autom shiver on a cool dark night.

If you look over your shoulder it's right where I told you
in the pale moon light.

You're dancing with demons, I bet you never see them.
on a cool dark night in the pale moon light.

We are all silent whispers hanging onto the edge
of a life. In the pale moon light on a cold dark night.

Hellbound

I was Eurydice and you were my Orpheus,
But you never cared to look over your shoulder.
You fastened your pace and I failed to follow,
Left in a land even darker and colder.

No music, no colors, no hope, no you,
I tried to scream but my lips were on fire.
So I swallowed the flames and called out your name.
I was a muse with no one to inspire.

So I drowned in thick silence,
On my bruised lips just one name.
For I was still Eurydice,
But my Orpheus never came.
Form: Quatrain

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