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I want sombody that can see what im doing here.
From every word that goes to your eye then your ear.
What does he mean some sometimes subliminly say.
Not that it doesnt go out and over the other ear anyway.
Hey!
Your reading this right?
Do you get the message of my meaning?
Isnt it tight?
Sometimes i feel cray like right about now.
I should say somthing crazy but phrase it how?
So the other day i met Captain Crunch's Cornol.
But his cearial looks like chicken.
Chickens!
They have a mean life.
It goes like this.
Bread is fed
to the chicken that was later found dead.
They cut off his head, out came a whole lotta red.
The farmers family needed fed, but the farmer didnt have the bread.
Get it?
Enough said.
Copyright © Zach Kindell | Year Posted 2012
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Whats the time doing.
Confusing me to a point.
A concept of time.
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Hate
For myself
Regret
Every day.
Love
Lost again.
Losing
The way.
Thoughts
In my head.
Wont
Go away.
Emotion
Wont stay
Cold
And alone.
Fualt
Is my own
Heart
Broken again.
Drenched
In my sin.
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My heart on the ground.
Her heel coming from above.
Then unto my love.
-Zach Kindell
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I think ill make something new!
Something somewhat different with the words i spew!
Something about lost love to be found.
That will end up driven right into the ground.
Or in a box called lost but not found.
Or make something about death so hollow and sad.
So sad it will move the hardest prison grad.
Graduet.
Get it?
But anyways maybe not.
Maybe ill write a story of a baller getting shot.
But yeah ill probly not.
Whats on your mind though?
Have you got the time to find the time then let it go.
Just grab a notebook and let it flow.
Its like riding on a breeze nice and slow.
Like flying a kind real low.
Its easy unless its not simple.
Like when you use big words to sound obedient.
Which only rymes with words like expedient.
I dont even know what that means, i just threw it into the ingredients.
Sounds like a word thats rather deviant.
I like to build my poems like a subservient structure.
Im loosing it so bad my brains about to rupture.
This write sucks it doesnt make any sense.
Hence.
The reason im on the damn fence.
Becuase nothing i seem to do.
Seems to make sense.
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Smokeing on my throne.
In a mind alttering state.
Smokes i so alone.
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And i sit here and think of the words that ive wrote.
And think about all the things that ive spoke.
People come and go.
that i know.
But some of them let there true selves show.
A thousand ways people can go.
Trust nobody and cold you will grow.
Become totally numb.
All my enemies?
Comb and get some.
Im cold harded and here i come.
I hold hard feelings for the things ive done.
But thats life.
Yiou cant turn and run.
Becuase thats no fun.
About to burst.
Like a loaded gun.
So ill take my turn.
Spark it up and watch it burn.
Emotion nowhere within.
And on his face a cold hard grin.
You could tell he was denched in sin.
But arent we all.
Everyday its a humanist brawl.
The rich feast haveing a ball.
While the poor scrape up what they can as they crawl.
Thats how the world is and yeah its not great.
We will consume ourselves.
Whether destiny or fate.
Or just the ignorance of govenment and state.
The rich dont understand.
Becuase they cant relate.
They get rich and the poor they degrate.
We should rise up and show them some hate.
We should.
Before its to late.
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The wind blows sorrow.
Deep into my cold marrow.
My heart blackly low.
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Something different in the world.
And yeah.
Its a girl.
But its not like the normal.
Way more formal.
I trust her with my heart.
Feels like brand new start.
My spirits are high.
And I cannot deny.
How I feel deep inside.
Everyday is good one.
With her on my side.
Yeah, ill try not to pry.
Or be that.
Smothering guy.
Its no wonder why.
Everything I have dies.
But your lighting a light.
Something I really cant fight.
I mean I hope its alright.
I mean this is pretty tight.
With you in my life.
Ill do anything.
Ill be grateful everyday.
And hold you all night.
I mean ill protect you with my life.
If you think that feels right.
Maybe someday.
Maybe I might.
Make you my wife.
And we can have a life.
Someday a kid.
If you think that feels alright
Bring them up right.
Then have a great life.
And live till we die.
Love with no why.
I getting ahead of myself.
But I think that's fine.
My love for you.
Forever will shine.
Through all of time.
And I don't care.
Love you any day anywhere.
As long as your their.
With my heart in your hand.
I will be your man.
Have no fear.
I will always be here.
My heart will always be near.
In it youll.
Always be dear.
I hope its clear.
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When the lights go out.
Imagination will thrive.
And the moon will cry.
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