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Juanita Amos Poem
The hatred I have for you burns like hot rocks beneath my feet
You thought I would be blinded by your little "sneaky" ways
You felt as if I was and dumb so you did everything in your power
to break me
Thought I could love and trust you but what's the point
So hurt that the blood drips from my eyes because of you
There is not a drop of water in my body because
you took sips of me and now I'm all gone
There is nothing more that you could do to me
to make me feel as I do now
Bullets hitting my back as hard as they can
I'm dying slowly in my own blood, sweat, and tears
Nothing you do will allow me to put my guard of trust down
I will break my shackles of sins that you put upon my feet and burry
them in the deep fiery pits of hell
Your love will never exits again and I will make you suffer oh yes I
will make you suffer and get my revenge of love and play you like a fool
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I'm feeling is as if I fell into my own black hole
Been Having this feeling for days now how does it stop?
Or does it, it's as if I'm cutting myself with this long sharp object over in this drawer
Mind is wandering now,I bet yours is to, what could I be thinking?
"Love" the most painful thing you could ever experience
Never have I thinking of giving the "opposite sex" my love
It's to fragile,too sensitive to just give it away so easily
One minute you may have had "love" but it can be taken away in just seconds
Thinking, Thinking, Thinking........ falling from the sky having no where to land
Pain in my heart longing for someone to be near instead I hear,and feel nothing
All alone forever no hope for anything ever,just staying in a safe secure area
Never experiencing excitement, to preserved for that too "classy"
Not taking chances scared of any disappointment that follows after "Living your Life"
Mind is wandering, wandering...........Thinking,Thinking, Thinking
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Mind wandering thinking about past times things we didnt know but now we do
Life moves forward times change, new things to think about
minds preoccupied with extravagant things!
Sense-less things clutter your mind
Your mind works like a lock box it needs a key to protect the things inside,
your thoughts are like a temple and
you need to protect them, your mind is all you have.
Think about it.
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Blood dripping from my weary eyes
You're looking at me in a surprise
Where do I go from here
Into the deep valley of the Netherlands
The dry rivers inside my heart that weep for water
As if it were a weeping willow
Leaves falling into a puddle after a horrid storm
My life for ever moving on after mourning for so long
The shadows of me finally appearing after being hidden for so long
Now I'm appearing in a bold and powerful figure standing tall
The roots of my history are finally coming out in me
I'm showing the talents that were forever hidden inside
I will no longer have use for the pity people throw out to me
Or will I, Will I still need your pity that you're dishing out
I don't know,but walking down the path I follow I will soon figure out
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Feelings mute soul torn my heart can tell a million stories my mind only a thousand
No one Knows the sorrows of my soul, pain, anger, and frustration building up inside with out
a soul knowing the feelings i have.
The things i feel the things i think about no one will ever know, to the grave i will take
them. Not wanting people to know about me, through my writing is the only way you will
seek my true soul.
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You may look at me ready to talk as i walk past you down the street
Your eyes may be looking at me with envy but I'm better
You ca n shatter my heart into a thousands pieces but because I'm better I'll just pick up the
pieces and laugh at it all
You can hurt my deep chocolate skin with words that are hurtful to one's heart but I know
I'm better so I'll just get over it and shake it off
Should I cry when you hit me?
Shall I get angry when you call me names?
Yes, no maybe? I don't know
You do this because you're jealous, you do this to make me mad
But it's one thing I should let you know and that is I'm better and
I never get mad
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