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Stars are singeing and falling.
Evil is blossoming
Animals are dying
Soldiers are fighting
Values are dead
Bad images fill my head World has changed Protestors are screaming While the Preside...
Thrashing, crashing, smashing
The sound of my head bashing Against the wall by Mr. Know It All
You walk away laughing while my
Whole worlds crashing.
Pumping, thumping, my heart races
Leaving bloody t...
Do you want a miracle? One that makes The custodian CEO and all
The patients their own doctors? It would take
A small person to become eight feet tall.
Grasshoppers could take and offer advice.
Digital funds flow like shocks that all send Through the Internet. Money rolls through
The system when the apps are all friends.
The nature of the funds then becomes new.
The speed is cash pouring out...
Like rushing waves crashing on the beige shore, The feelings rush in, I can’t take anymore. Bang, bang, another slammed door. Can’t remember the last time someone stayed. When will this jealousy fade....
Some days I want to change the world, some days I want to hide away...
Detach myself from it all and build a barricade. Up steep mountains I climb, in murky waters I wade...
I’m determined to see just...
Slight movements create
A slight abundance of hate
And still the movements concur
You being to stir
A flash of pain
A flash of ecstasy
A flask of love
Poured hot on bare skin
I surrender to the grass that is sharp; to blades that are green
I remember days that be long gone; passed youth as a teen
Last December; cold times for my life; for my dreams
Forgotten pleasure; late...
Locked up without a cause or reason for, I found myself staring out a window. It was a desolate tree and I love that tree. The walls were as white as eggshells and the floor was tiled. Day one I was c...