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Tremendous anxiety is shading her days
Because the past she's lived has shapen her ways
Both good and bad as she's up and down.
She smiles so brightly only later to frown.

She knows yet is confused and right, but wrong
As she's back and forth like a game of ping pong.
She will love, but later push away.
Always extreme measures taken; this is her way.

I hope in the future she will learn to be content
And stops acting so selfish and irreverent.
I know she'll occasionally cry and need to vent
But I just want her to be happy. This is what I meant.

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Society

Because I see deeply into the living
With their energies always giving 
Our world a mixture of these vibes
That create our civilizations and our tribes.
I sit and ponder their intentions
Of their technologies and their inventions.
Is it for our benefit and for our good
To build our lives and neighborhoods?
Or is it selfish and that they only see
Their money to be earned and their plans to foresee
Their capital building and income to be saved
And not to be spent on our roads to be paved?
We're taxed to death while they stay rich.
They're up in their mansions while we're down in the ditch.
They're not all bad, though. They often help us
By spewing their gifts from up high on their precipice.
Take the bad with the good, they often say.
The yin with the yang and the shadow with the day.
But I can't help but to think that there's much more than this;
Of all the simple happiness that we miss.
Our families that we love, we can't love enough
And we're made to give up on our hopes; to learn to be tough.
We need more poets and musicians, artists and dreamers
Then banish all the liars and do away with the schemers. 
Who falsely live to drain our souls.
But because I am strong, I can fix these holes
That this life can leave and it doesn't have to be this way.
We just need to start small and we will soon have our day.

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Freedom

It's better done now than in the future,
Time sure flies in falsified fun.
I'll take the pain now and avoid the torture
Of your wicked ways hidden within puns.

I imagined bliss but experienced trials,
Over and over I was often put last.
But as I remember and look through our files,
I see our fun times but am glad that they passed.

For you were the one who pushed for us dearly.
Words but sincerity were often spoken.
But they were in vein and now I see clearly,
Motives so dark and I was the token.
That allowed you to play and build this false bond,
With empathy projected that you never felt.
I was tricked and trapped, lied to and conned
But my hand will be better the next time it's dealt.

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Today

I'm peaceful and still,
Waiting for the storm to pass.
Relinquishing my desperate will, 
Soon I'll move again at last.

Take me with you,
For my bleeding heart holds me back.
I'm distracted by daydreams of youth,
Knowing it's the biggest thing I lack.

I was dripping with passion and desire.
Self-sufficiency led me down the path,
But I got lost and fell deep in the fire.
Burned and broken, controlled by the hateful wrath.

I get dressed but my scars still show.
It was never supposed to be this way.
With my head held high and my spirit down below,
I will manage to smile brightly for you today.

You deserve light, so my ghosts I'll lay to rest.
The tragedy was caused by what was harmful before
I ever got there and it was only a test.
Without any reason to keep the score.

It's gone and as much as I want to forget,
The fire that kept my soul at bay.
I am thankful that my death I nearly met;
It makes me stronger for you today.

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Guidance

Silently, I sit. 
Peace comes over me and I'm free.
Thoughts just melt,
While I learn how to forsee.
Receiving messages;
Guiding me from my pain
While I quench my thirst
With this gentle, loving rain.
I breathe and listen.
Relaxation is my leader, now.
I will speak and show them
That they will receive what they allow.

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My Centered Truth

These tendered times and varied virtues
Are changing the moral and meaningful issues.
No easy smiles or hellos to be given
To all the ones who need hope to be in them.
We hide and we scheme, we cover our faces
While blocking the people who are in our places.
Self preservation; we hide and we flee.
This is not wrong, nor is it needed to be.
Fore we are the explorers in this journey called life;
Blazing the trail and avoiding the strife.
We are all "lost" and we don't know our way.
We pave our own path, no right answers to say.
Who then can we love? Is it us or is it but them?
I just know I love peace. That is my true answer, within.

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Delusion

I thought we were something great
And now it's all over
Because you clothes-lined me, mate
In your game of red rover.

I thought you spoke truths,
Maybe it was but laced within lies.
With displayed behavior so uncouth
And exaggerated dialogue is your disguise.

I fell for your façade, again.
Now it's my fault.
It was your problem, then.
You always bring us to halt.

I'm just trying to get out my emotions; 
I know I'm being so very redundant.
You're crazy and predictable as the waves of the oceans.
I just need to protect myself, and strive for abundance.

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The Only Way

I yearn to tell you what I know
But I am lost to find the perfect way,
So come and view the truths I'll show.
You'll see beyond our concept of today.

Talk to the homeless on the street,
Some are happy and the rest are mad.
You can give and praise and wash their feet.
Still, only some are thankful for what they've had.

Rich are the gracious, even without much.
They will prosper and are filled with love,
Joy, kindness, and the divine touch.
The true gifts from up above.

Come see this mother with her young one.
She will love, nurture, and be ever fair.
Still he rebels, thinking that he's won.
She struggles because the father is never there.

She thinks he's to blame and this may be true,
But not in the entirety of her life.
She needs strength, to endure what he's put them through.
To erase her and her son's stagnant strife.

Now we see this smiling, young, and clever man.
Looking for love and settles too soon.
Always devising his brand new plan
To get a girl and make her swoon.

Now he is not selfish, he is just alone.
Never looking to hurt a soul.
I just hope he is soon shown
A way to make his saddened heart whole.

Now lets move to physics, we've all heard
That every action returns and equal and opposite one.
That means if you recklessly abuse that bird,
Your prosperity has lessoned and the negatives have begun

Karma is what I like to call it,
God's punishment is what others say.
But labels are not what's most important.
There's nothing but kindness that matters today.

Do well towards all and good will come.
Even in not the most obvious ways.
This is what I've seen and what I've won;
My indebted lessons are what I'll continue to pay.

Don't let your words or actions be in vein.
Let yourself be completely whole.
You'll never deal with embarrassment or be shamed
And you're heart will never turn into coal.

Live in love. It's the only way!

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Disconnected

Here I am, sitting here
Anticipating a dream that will never appear.
I'm patiently waiting and longing to feel
The results of my actions that were never real.
I was foolish to think I would get all I need
From this pill, this bottle, or even this weed.
I would float and wander and never complete
The tasks and the goals that I needed to meet.
Karma's a witch, but temptation's a demon.
Society's a mess, always wanting to be in
A race to chase a meaningless goal.
Diamonds they think, when they are but coal.

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Life In the Dark

Shrugs and smiles, tears and hugs.
Erosion of friendship, no doubt.
Through the miles I’ve traveled, I’ve seen only bugs.
They're so lost and won’t get out.
They’ve seen the light so bright and true, 
Calling them to be free.
With their cowardly ignorance plainly in view,
They only pretend to see me.
Trembling is I, knowing the facts 
Of true potential let to be seen.
My kindness is rejected without questions asked
While silently I scream.
Scream for that they know what to do, 
Yet are too weak to accomplish
To leave their lives to comfortable, yet blue.
For them, this is my wish.
To go out and boldly stand tall with loving pride
Taking in all the wonders and actual dreams.
So there will be no reason to cover, or to hide.
Just erasing everyone’s silent screams