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Mark Gravett Poem
My feelings use to be bottled in
so I didn't know where to begin.
I picked up a pen and let my story begin.
Do I write because I'm right
or for others delight .
Do I write out of fright
or do I write because there is enough light.
If my beats aren't tight
Lord let my words still take flight.
I'm not a fighter I'm a writer.
That's why I will only fight you on paper
where it's much safer.
I will always fight for what I believe in.
So to all my haters,complainers,
intimidators,and all debaters.
This will never stop me
because God's spirit is within me.
May the words I now utter
melt hearts like butter.
I don't know where this might go,
but I'll keep writing
and watch it grow.
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Mark Gravett Poem
The words I hold back,
leaves painful bite marks
making my tongue bleed,
leaving my mouth full of blood.
With the pain being so unbearable,
I realize speaking my mind is less painful.
So I will no longer bite my tongue
I will say whatever's on my my mind
and let my words flow,
because I'm not here to be a people pleaser
and I'm defiantly not starting today.
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Mark Gravett Poem
Even with your eyes closed
I know you can still see me.
So if you were to listen real close,
I know you can still feel
and hear my heart beating.
You can listen with your heart
or even with your ears.
Just know that my words
can calm all your fears,
and dry up every tear.
If you try telling your mind
to push my words away.
Well you can't shut up my words,
but my words will always have something to say .
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Mark Gravett Poem
There are certain people
who appear to be normal on the outside
like the have it all together.
To me, these people remind me of walking statues,
that walk around wearing these big genuine
ridiculous phony smiles.
Once you go beneath the surface,
its a whole different world,
where silence is mostly spoken.
And when you're in their presence
which,you'll never know when,
or,where that will be.
So you must always stay on guard
because,they're very observant,
and,very crafty in choosing their words wisely,
in order not to be detected.
And whatever you say,
or do,might come back
and haunt you.
But,this'll all depend
on how conduct yourself.
At the same time
while you're desperately walk on eggshells
trying not to slip up.
Insanity slowly begins its journey
into your mind,
torturing you with every passing second,
causing extreme sweating and
making your heart beat out of control.
And as long as you let them see your weakness,
they will continue to torture you with their fakness .
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Mark Gravett Poem
Before I met you,
my heart already knew you.
But the moment our eyes met,
I knew right then
we were born for each other,
and that everyday with you,
makes another piece of my dream come true.
So I'm no longer breathing to live,
but living to breathe.
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Mark Gravett Poem
Lord God thank you
for showing us the true meaning of love.
And loving us
despite our faults,
is unconditional love.
Help us to be more like You,
and put our differences aside.
So we can choose love over hate.
I want to thank you Lord
for turning my doubts
into reality.
I would've never thought
I would be writing,
and I'm sorry for not trusting you.
Thank you God for speaking through my pen
and into people's hearts.
Thank you for the bloggers
that follow my blogs,
and for those who stumble across it.
May the words that speak through my pen,
continue to reach the masses.
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Mark Gravett Poem
All colors bleed red
So stop the hate.
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Mark Gravett Poem
You ask me why don't I care.
What gave it away,
was it because I chose not
to acknowledging your rudeness
or lack of conscious.
So guess what,
if you don't care,
then what makes you think I care.
And all those times
you've pushed me,
made feel less than human
and walked all over me,
like yesterday's
and today's trash.
You've even tried changing my name
to fit your ridiculous agenda.
How crazy is that.
So Im letting you know today!
I'm no longer your stepping stone.
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Mark Gravett Poem
Enough is now enough,
so I will rip down
the pictures you have of me,
that are painted with hate and anger.
Now its my turn to paint!!!
and trust me,
I will use all your bitterness
and anger as my paint,
to expose your true colors .
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Mark Gravett Poem
When you walk into this room
people are clapping without making a sound
and their heads facing the ground .
The peoples words our loud and without sound.
It's as if hate has their mouths bound.
Even though their looking at you,
they're doing this
without facing you.
This is absolutely rude,crude,
and they make you feel so displaced,
they won't even show you a drop of grace
because of your race,
and the skin on your face.
It doesn't matter what good you do,
they'll always find fault
in anything and everything that you do.
So you desperately try to prove,
what's really true about you.
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