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A Haiku

Taken in cold blood.
Any means necessary.
Almost escaped law.

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The Empire

Fall of a country.
Gripped by the hands of evil.
Known to all of man.

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Living

Fly with the eagles
Creating my own sequel.
Live life; No evil.

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Wth

My mind is empty.
Land of the lost souls and hearts.
Welcome To Heartbreak.

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Question Marks

I am a child of this broken generation. 
An era where the leaders are the main concentration focused upon all of these 
negative allegations. 
I speak on behalf of the youth of our nation when I say that we the people, are the 
on creation. 
The one race that's the continuous face of the repetitive disgrace the keeps building 
on the path of destruction. 
The path of corruption fueled by child abduction, negative seduction, poverty, greed, 
complete chaos. 
A world where the desperate bleed. 
A famous man said he had a dream. 
Made the biggest change the world has ever seen. 
And how do we repay? 
We were supposed to be heading a good way. 
Why has the world become so dark? 
Why have we as the people become the dot under a question mark. 
I just want to know, why? 
Everywhere, everyday, every other hour, 
we question such things as the beauty of a flower. 
Why do issues in life try to keep us in the dark? 
I ask, can we have a new start? 
Or do we continue living in this world full of terror, hatred, preparing for a cataclysm 
that we created. 
Where is the love? Why is there hate? 
Going at this rate, do you think its too late? 
Can we make a change that will range from one age to the next? 
A change that will correct hundreds of years of disrespect? 
Look at life from a different aspect. 
But I just want to know, how? 
How were kept in the dark. 
Stuck inside our mind is the power of a question mark. 
Listen: I rate this "R" for Real. 
Real for people who have no meals. 
Real for people who can't see clear. 
Real for those who are no longer here. 
Listen to the real that's in this art. 
Give this praise, hope for those in the dark. 
May this become the spark that saves us from this world ran by question marks.

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Special Someone

The day runs deep.
Much deeper than sleep.
My heart runs cold
When you're no here with me.

You gave me an art.
Painted it with the warmth of your heart.
I understood love
Since our first kiss broke apart.

I want you to be the one.
Who can love me for years to come.
Feel the emotion in my chest
And know that I will never run.

Tattoo me to your memory.
Tell me you would marry me.
I give you my soul
And don't ever forget this melody.

Hurt you, I will never do.
You helped me make it through.
And with all my heart and more
I truly Love you.

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The Grim Reaper

I hate you so much when you’re not here
You invade my dreams and bring out my biggest fear
You can’t hear my screams and you can’t see my tears
You just reap my soul and send me on this dark frontier
I am left with a single image: A scythe
Your haunting presence…that curved knife
Till the moment I see you again, this is my life
Welcome to Heartbreak, my world as my hole gets deeper
I love you more than anything but the climb out gets steeper
You are my true love. But also my death keeper
I live my life in love with the Grim Reaper.

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Past Tense and Future Sense

I used to believe that death maybe easier, 
my only escape. 
The only way out of everything I hate. 
But suicide is not my fate. 
So I looked at what I came from: 
A family broke of money, broke of love, 
broke from any belief that someones up above. 
Listening to our prayers. 
Tired of being stuck with these feelings, 
I express myself through this pen. 
Over again and again, 
I bleed out all my sin. 
My scream is silent but then again, 
that was taken from me long ago. 
Now I write out loud. 
The only way I cans stand out of the crowd. 
For me. 
I hope my mothers proud, hope she sees. 
When I was down on the ground, beat. 
The only thing I found was the need for a sound, a voice. 
But there was silence. 
Hopeless, I made a choice 
That led me into violence. 
So I took the ground 
because there's no one there to catch you when your falling. 
No one there to listen when your calling. 
Remanicing on that night I was out walking, 
best friend at my side just talking. 
Not knowing about the people behind us stalking. 
I watched as his life flashed in front of his eyes. 
In the wrong place at the wrong time. 
I thank God for allowing him to survive. 
Now I say NO when the homies want to ride. 
See, your life is built from your past tense. 
It's how you deal with your past that gives your future sense. 
Hence: 
Past tense and future sense.

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Death Maybe Easier

Sometimes I believe the right way is death.
Take me out of this mess, or put a bullet through my chest.
Never the more, never the less.
What's the difference?
Send me off to a far distance so I can just be alone
Because I know for a fact the my life is blown.
I ask you to send me to a better place.
A place where love or grace don't have to be chased.
Close enough to taste, the sweet sweet feeling of being gone.
People ask me what's wrong.
Listen to the words of this song.
Long have I waited to be put to sleep.
I'm not talking about counting sheep,
A sleep much deeper than being six feet underneath.
I guess this makes me feel better
So please read this letter and please just let her,
Just let her take me away.
Far away to where not another day will be gray.
Believe this is what I feel.
Not fake, but truly, truly real.
Death maybe easier.
The thoughts of it drive me crazier:
I put a bullet in the gun and snap in the revolver,
Anxious all over.
Playing with fate, I point it straight up to my head.
I count to three till right before me,
I see my life flash in front of my eyes.
I pull the trigger.
I open my left eye and wondered why I didnt die.
I begin to cry as I realized its not my time to say goodbye.

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3,652 Days Ago: We Will Never Forget

On this day, 3,652 days ago,
We were forced to watch the loss of 3,014 people.
We as people will never forget our brothers, siters mother or fathers that were lost.
We as a country will never forget what we would lose in the long run.
For we have not recovered as family members...
For we have not recovered as a country.

We will never forget the lives lost in Manhattan.
We will never forget the brave who stepped up as heroes.We will never forget our loved ones at The Pentagon and aboard 
American Airlines Flight 77.
And we will never forget the Courageous Fighters aboard United Airlines Flight 93.

May God Bless Us As We Continue To Recover From The September 11, 2001 Attacks.
May the lives of the 3,014 People Be Remembered For As Long As The Sky Is Blue
And May We Remember What We Will Never Forget