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Are you fretting all the shadows
Swirling around your feet?
I know
I do.
Are you worried about the way
They drive out on the street?
I know..
Me too.
The kids today
Bring guns to school.
The masses are all chanting
R e v o l u t i o n.
and
Walking dreams..
Trouble sleep
As that sky begins to tear.
But we've got nothing to fear...
Nothing real can be lost here.
We're so brave...
We're so strong...
We're so much more
Then what we think we are.
Are you counting out old scars
Against the new?
I know.
Me too.
Are you worrying about the world?
I know
I do.
All the bombs have
Been sent off;
The masses are all chanting
Armageddon
and
Walking dreams..
Trouble sleep
As that sky begins to tear.
But we've got nothing to fear...
Nothing real can be lost here.
For when we where born
We tossed caution to the wind
We're so brave...
We're so strong..
We're so much more
Then what we think we are.
Swirling around your feet?
I know
I do.
Are you worried about the way
They drive out on the street?
I know..
Me too.
The kids today
Bring guns to school.
The masses are all chanting
R e v o l u t i o n.
and
Walking dreams..
Trouble sleep
As that sky begins to tear.
But we've got nothing to fear...
Nothing real can be lost here.
We're so brave...
We're so strong...
We're so much more
Then what we think we are.
Are you counting out old scars
Against the new?
I know.
Me too.
Are you worrying about the world?
I know
I do.
All the bombs have
Been sent off;
The masses are all chanting
Armageddon
and
Walking dreams..
Trouble sleep
As that sky begins to tear.
But we've got nothing to fear...
Nothing real can be lost here.
For when we where born
We tossed caution to the wind
We're so brave...
We're so strong..
We're so much more
Then what we think we are.
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Literature
Can't you hear it?
Can't you hear it?
You were dead before the day had even begun,
but you never could have known it.
C r a c k
Broken
in seven places, they told me afterwards.
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There was a stale taste in the air
as we set out,
though at the time I wouldn't have taken any notice of it.
Those fresh leather seats seemed so…
inviting.
We both knew we were well above the limits:
all of them.
Too fast, too high and too intoxicated.
And somewhere along the way,
time stopped.
For a fleeting moment there was sile
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_winter_snow_
Frigid dreams
Snow on her tongue
Ice skates and long walks
On cold December nights
Skin molded to resemble snowflakes
Opaque icicles hang from her joints
Frosted lips taste like peppermints
A snow angel lying outside for years
Her frozen breath goes unnoticed
Literature
Hurt
I'll cry a thousand tears tonight
Nothing will ever turn out right
I hate the fact that I ruined it
By sayin all that stupid shit
Maybe I'm just not good enough
Guess I'll have to be tough
I wont forget you
Even though I guess we're through
After all the things I told you
I thought maybe you knew
Not to break my heart
Not to rip my life apart
Not to mess me up some more
You cut me to my core
I almost wish we never met
Wish I didnt have to live life with regret
I've made so many mistakes but you are
By far
The worst
And the best
Different from all the rest
I was flying so high
They tried to bring me down I let 'em try
I
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Sort of like lyrics. Not as much poetry. It's my new theme oddly.
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beautiful poem....