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Jennifer Cruz Poem
Whoever said love was a beautiful thing left out a few parts...
Yea it's an amazing feeling, but it hides the monster deep in the heart.....
They say If you've never felt jealousy you've never been in love....
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You see jealousy is the monster that shows it's face and engulf you in green despise hidden
behind loving eyes that make YOU seem so heaven sent....
They make you believe that love is the most powerful thing.... There right
But not for the hallmark reasons or the pictures defining love....
That's just a second in time,
Right place right time,
And you tell me this, you show me this and I'm supposed to think your right?
GET OUT OF HERE!
Love is powerful because it can drive you to do the most outrages things that shadow the
monster u hide inside waiting to emerge and bring a beautiful destruction to light.
So it's just easier to forget....
All the fights
All the words that penetrate your mind And bring u down to micro size....
Love is a beautiful thing.... But only if you can tame your monster who seems to be
multiplying and recruiting.. so now pride joins in and brings with him a sense of cocky I'm
right attitude.. Rage is right around the corner listening and waiting while verbal abuse is
making his way over to get in on the fun.....
ARE U JOKING?
Your monster is the reason you question this emotion the reason your going through motions
that make you seem like a horrible person.... So let's put jealousy away and tell his new
friends that he's not coming out to play...
Instead,Reminisce on the moments that made love be what they told you.... Let's live in a
frozen moment and extend it and see what it brings....
Cause then you can say with a smile LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL THING.
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I see the gears in your mind
begin to turn and the look on
your face slowly switch,
So I want you to lie to me and
tell me how your fine an it's
just a twitch.
I see the look in your eyes
slowly start to fade and your
body slowly shift,
So once again tell me lies and
tell me your ok, your not
feeling well, and it's only an
itch.
Lie to me the way I've been
lying to myself everyday,
Look the other way and say its
for the best and how love will
somehow find a way.
Toss and turn and dream of the
empty space that occupies your
heart,
Wonder in your mind and loose
yourself in memory lane and
daydream of a fresh start.
Conjure up a place where we
were once happy and in love
knowing that its real,
Talk to me in tongues with
subliminal messages hidden
behind the lies,
Rip through my flesh with
words and melodies and let me
read between the lines.
Touch me once again and
watch me drift into my fantasy;
Where we are the same people
we once remembered.
Lie to me like I'll lie to you....
Tell me you don't miss me, you
don't love me, your done with
this part of your life, that your
done waiting for the old me,
and the illusion has faded of
making me your wife.
Tell me I'm nothing a nobody in
your eyes,
Stare into my eyes look into my
soul and tell me more lies.
Tell me you don't hear the faint
sounds of our happiness &
wedding bells,
Lie to me so I can lie to you.....
Let's keep fooling ourselves
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If I try for you, will you try for me?
Will you make me smile as I do to you?
surprise me with something you know will put a smile on my face?
Will you fall in love with me again, as I have with you?
Or will you speak empty words that mean something to me but nothing to you?
Will you be the man you want to be for us?
Accept the unique design of your other half?
Tell me what would you do to make sure I'm always going to be there?
Beauty fades with time and all that is left is what captivates you.
So will I be the one that lights up a crowded room?
The beauty that sticks out amongst the rest?
Or just another pit stop in your road to success?
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I am hypnotized by the glimpse in the windows that are your eyes,
The masculine lines that create your face.
The precise detail put into your body that make you a golden prize.
I am addicted to the creation that gods have worked so hard to form.
The dimples when you smile the hint of hazel in your brown eyes that appear as if lovers intertwined in a dance of
romance & seduction.
I remember every detail.
I admire every mistake.
I watch every move.
And in moments I fall in love again.
Speak to me and show me the world through magnificent eyes
That dream of wealth happiness and other things you fantasize.
Immobilize me with your touch and whisper sweet nothings in my ears to silence the body..
Let me breath in your skin.
Taste the essence of you.
I am In love.
I am afraid.
I am addicted.
I am so many things.
I am his. And he...
He is forever mine
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There's a story in her eyes, of sadness and tears,
a symphony of lost loves & goodbyes,
There's a story in her eyes that are filled with unknowns fears,
And a ballad of emotions that dance around her heart trying to mend the pieces that held painful lies.
There's a story of love hidden behind walls of uncertainty that tries to heal every wound ever created.
There's a story.
With no happily ever after.
There's a story that's waiting for the right author to finish the tale.
There's a story waiting.....
For you.
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Paper is more patient then people.
The words that spill onto these lines are that of a fairytale; creating images of what kids do. The expectations we set
the pedestal we create for the shallow existence that we are. Looking at the world through living eyes; one stops and
can finally realize that where we are and were we can be are worlds apart.
A day dreamer hoping for a better tomorrow,
A mother living a life of misery and sorrow.
No one sees the truth or cares for the solution.
So I write and release the thoughts that clear my confusion.
Spilling What everyone tries to avoid
Like the People waking up with smiles they penciled on like toys..
Judge me, cause paper does not.
Correct me, cause paper will except my flaws.
Change me, cause paper just accepts the mental notes of who I really am.
Thats why The patients of a page can out way any man.
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Can I put you in a box and show the world that you don't exist.....
Can I just walk empty shallow & show that I no longer resist...
You've held me back leaked from every pour and shown everyone your true identities...
You've ruined me...
Wore me Down to nothing but a lost Insignificant blank canvas
I will no longer let you lead my life
Your tracks are on a blank piece of paper my pen is your escape.
But I will paint my life in vivid color in memories of what you left scared behind
I'll drown the box with your own kind....
I will let sadness open up and drown you all
Envy, jealousy,anger, happiness, love, rage, excitement, resentment, & everyone else I hide
And when you feel hopeless I'll open your cellar door and let you spill out onto the blank pages of my mind...
Introduce you to the shell of a women who you left to die
& make you remember why you no longer have rule
My emotions will never get the best of me
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As I stand an empty shell of a person...
I see the path I couldve had
The joys and moments of sad
The fantasies you believe reality
And I've come to realize....
Pride is a hard pill to swallow.
I built an image. That You've knocked Down in seconds.
You made me feel two feet tall when I thought I could touch the sky.
I stood with a sense of accomplishment, and you showed me that I haven't even touched my goals.
I died a Lil inside.
My innocence to a world you exposed me to is not what you want.
I can not be silent as you assume my life.
As you think you know how I've lived.
But I bite my tongue... And everything I've ever built... The strong independent women that once stood is no
longer there.
So as I stand empty, hollow, and a totally new person..
I just stay silent and hidden in the crowd.
Ask me who I am & I would know how to answer.
Who do you want me to be?
Cause I no longer exist.
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Shhhhhh..... Don't speak....
Just look past the mistakes, the fears of getting closer, the conclussion of why you didn't feel the same, & the
fact that our hearts are divided fighting to concur.
Look through the eyes that gaze as gods were standing before her.
Kneel at the psychological mind of chaos and realize the master mind behind the tyrant.
Follow the sounds that serenaded you in sweet seductive sounds with a love that burns like the flames of a
thousand suns.
Once all this is done all that's left is The real me....
Looking back.
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That Lil green monster thAt seeps in my skin
Making me trip on whats to begin
Thoughts race and create words I'd never speak
A new vocabulary evolves from the simplest of minds
It's only cuz I'm exploring cuz still we tend to speak lies
it's the Lil canon that explodes the truth
Just look around cuz society is living proof
You need too look this way
Talk that way, and make sure everyone is pleased...
That green monster is the revolution of change rolled into an outfit of his own n reeks of creative uniqueness.
This is a piece of your generation living in mine....
That little green monster for me is the key to open the other 90% of my mind...
I am at a stand still looking, observing, and dividing the journeys into groups
The intellectuals, the artists, the explorers,the lost souls, the ill prepared...
But It is an unknown definition which society branded illegal because the greatest moments came from the
monster himself.
Viva la revolution... Creativity can not be silenced it is lit and passed to all..
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