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The Abuse From the Fool

Do it have to take violence for me to stay with you?
or is violence all you know?
Do you see me as a puppet?
just play with the strings whenever you like?
or your just scared of being alone.

Did you forget you feel pain like me?
did you forget you have feelings like me?
do you really think I'm so inferior to you?
or do you denied the truth?
beneath those evil ways;
your weak at heart an feel inferior to the world.

Your just a fool,
with meaningless morals,
your so pathetic,
your making yourself suffer.
Continue playing god,
continue having that smirk on your face,
live the life full of regrets,
that won't show you no mercy.

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The Disease of Power

This sickness,
is just a mental disturbance.
One gender takes control,
the other must follow.
For years sexism is the prevention,
of human decency and equality.


Fighting for human rights,
fighting for women's rights,
fighting for all rights,
its so sad.
Fighting for rights that we should already have,
fighting for rights that we were giving to the day we were born,
fighting for rights just to be who we are.

Why,
why is this called mankind?
of a world for all human beings.
Sexism plaguing men's minds,
or is it because god is a man,
it gives you power of desire an pleasure,
but really its all an excuse for it to be called mankind,
women should be this, women have no right to do that,
just listen to yourselves,
look at yourselves,
you act so second rate.

Power is the source of bringing peace,
but it's also the sight of evil,
while evil do bring fear on others,
it never last long.
Having to fight for things that's already ours,
fighting over things that's not even a chose,
because humans are fighting humans?
or is it brainwashing the hands of things.

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My Enemy Is Jealousy

You are a spirit being,
feeding on people's desires.
making the wicked stronger,
and spreading it like fire.

You are a person
that wants what the other has,
you want to take it all by force;
while being consume by hate,
you would leave that person in despair;
while you wear the dark colors on your face.

You are a killer,
that would torture the other in an instant.
You just watch while they breakdown;
while you sit there an feel superior at last,
but in the end you became my greatest enemy;
who owns the dark side of unpredictable minds
in a thousand faces.

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Trust Someone

I'm someone who can call a friend,
Or someone who can call a foe,
I'm someone you need help from in the end,
Or someone you wish you didn't want to know.

I can be somebody you can relate,
Or somebody you need to stay away,
I can be somebody you like to see anyday,
Or somebody who is negative an full of hate.

Can you trust me along with my flaws?
Would you do it without hesitation?
Would you be together with just anybody just because?
Would you risk being friends with just anyone out
Of desperation?
Is it really hard to trust someone, even in your own home?
I can trust somebody in this cruel world, I'm just not that foolish.

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The Poor Over the Rich

There are some born with good fortune,
they have so many doing there bidding,
yet there hands are too clean,
they taught themselves so little.

Can't do the easiest things,
but still feel high and mighty,
seeing those to get by in life,
some are blind by there own unclear ambitions.

There are some born in the bottom,
covering there hands with dirt and scars,
but worked to get what they need.

Some say they're glad to come from the bottom,
because we faced cruelty,
we know how to use scrapes,
we know the world,
we can come up top starting 
from the bottom.

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History Brought Us Here

The people we are,
Comes from the people then.
How each kind came so far,
Between those who loses an those who wins.

From those who took suffering to heart,
Who stood up for the rights,
How they were willing to fight,
How they kept it going to the end from the start.

How much the sacrificing they all made,
To the point of how much we have upgrade.
Having so much tragedies,
End up being there greatest legacies.

We create, we build an rebuild everyday,
We look back of how we came a long way.
We all start small, struggling then grow tall,
Stories of people who knows what it means to fall,
But became legends that all started by there names,
We all came a long way,
As history is the living proof of it all.

No matter of the status,
No matter how much time it took,
There lives will be forever lasted,
With their blood, sweat and tears,
There doubts an there fears,
Has been printed in a thousand books.

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Who Are You Corona

You are a disease,
you are a parasite
like a insect that bites,
it attacks as it please.

You are unpredictable,
you came out of nowhere,
it is just unfair,
how you make everyone around you miserable.

But you're not invincible,
because there's always a miracle,
like all evil,
you are typical,
I see you as a criminal,
just as you arrive from the scene,
you start to take and ruin lives as you please.

But no matter how far you go,
we'll come after you just so you know,
as you will die slow,
like a person who's on death row.

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Human Rights Always Free

Humans,
some with views of compassion,
Some drunk with the thirst for power.
Those sees this world in their own reaction,
Will draw it themselves to make it bloom,
In the shape of their favorite flower.

A creation for those who will obey,
An inspiration to the ones who wants to take over,
A world for the different to be chained away,
An laws that will keep the conqueres forever 
Go untouched.

Humans,
Some will make changes for the right,
Others will fight; in the fear of change,
That will make the world go around once again,
A world that belonged to no one.

Human Rights,
Free like the wind,
Free like the sky,
Free like all of us,
It's free like life,
Because When we are all born,
It was free.

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The Haunted

Sometimes I concern myself in the dark,
always feeling like someone's behind me.
That chill in the air while I walk,
every foot step I take; I hear another one.

In a house that over a hundred years old,
with history left on its walls,
you know the stories inside,
and wondering if your really safe inside.

The old scars now is effecting you,
but don't know if something touched you.
the creation of confusion,
the emotions you can't explained,
you would wonder in the dark,
while you sleep alone,
you wonder right now if there's someone 
in your room,
waiting to be expose from the other side,
and they might never leave you alone.

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The Meaning of Hope

Hope is faith,
To make you feel things will get better,
That is worth the wait,
To hold on to the things that really matters.

Hope is our belief,
When things start to get bleak,
And you start to feel weak,
You find the strength to get up,
And finally feel relief.

Hope is healing when you have pain,
The kind that would never go away,
That effects your heart an soul everyday,
When you feel like your wrapped in life's chains.

Hope is like our strength itself,
It keeps us moving to our destination,
That will take us to happiness an wealth,
Through challenges that will be our inspiration.
Hope is our motivation,
It becomes our creation,
To something beautiful.

Hope is our everything,
While we still can strive for something,
An arrive to what we were looking for,
To continue waking up with the sun in our eyes,
To continue what we want in life.