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Got your hand stuck in the vending machine because you wont let go When I come at you with a hacksaw you say OH GOD NO It's for your own good Would you like to scream about your hand or the fire? I can clearly see your answer is no And I'm
I noticed you,
Walk with her this morning,
Hand in hand
She’s very pretty,
Match your own beauty
Who is she?
Is she the last person you think,
Before you go to sleep?
From afar I saw it,
Flying with its gorgeous wings
Among the flowers
But when I touch it,
It flew away
The butterfly is just like you,
You call her Mini
Spelt M-I-N-I
She’s The tallest of the bunch
While you’re the shortest
She sees right over you
You see right through her
My friend is suffering from a broken heart
And sometimes she doesn’t let it show
But I can see it when no one else looks
Or maybe she hides in plain sight
The same song
Sung by people who wouldn't want you
To hate yourself
The same song
Sung by people who wouldn't want you
To hurt yourself
Somebody yells
Glass hurls into a wall
Hands draw up;
a half-hearted attempt at a protection
that shouldn't be needed.
Harsh winds blowing through the air,
Freezing you with every step you take.
The sun was nowhere to be found;
That even a detective could not find it.
Many people shopping in stores,
How can I understand what you say behind the lines of those silent words of exclamations?
How can I understand what you are trying to say when I cannot hear your voice, ...you don't pick my calls...because you were busy.
Smile please...
Really, to say the truth I don't know what
to write..
I'm not a great person like you to impress...
I hope there is no gifts for you, other than
my few words in this four papers...
we are born alone
we live alone
we are nothing
we are just a gang
a gang of lonely hearts are we
we may be happy now
we show no care
for those who care
You are the one,
You are the best,
You are amazing,
And here's the rest;
Why settle for less
When you could have the world?
Stayed up and studied all night, third week in a row.
Patiently waiting for my test grade, athough i already know.
Straigth A student since grade school, Nobody's better than me
Sometimes days are bad.
Then I think about grilled cheese
Grilled cheese is awesome.
They say the earth spins around the sun but thats a lie,
the world revolves around me even though i dont try,
I am the best and will be even after i die,
even the pope thinks im super fly
She has a heart of gold, where ever she’s taken
Walk the halls of memories for brighter days.
Her smile is once-in-a lifetime, her eyes are one-in-a million
I'm happier than a bird singing a song.
It's all because of you, mom.
You bring me from my darkest moments and make me happier than a bird singing a song.
My only wish is for you to continue being the same.
How could one shirt
Be different from another?
A name
Can change the game, my naive brotha .
How could my pants
Bring me such shame?
An extra sharp design
I slowly reveal myself-
The thick molasses starts to thin-
I look to them-
I expect Judgment.
They just look at me with listening eyes-
And that's when I know.
I am Free.
I sit here in this classroom thinking about what I could do
if I would do,
Your brown eyes made me shake,
as I approached.
Your laugh touched my heart,
as we connected.
Your smile shook my soul,
as we danced together.
When we connect again,
smiles creep up.
They tell us the truth will set you free,
So you should hear the truth from me,
That student sitting in the first row,
Who always seems to look and know,
So brace yourself,
Get ready dear,
I look in the mirror and see many faces.I see the face of a seventeen year old girl,Shoulder length brown hair and circles under her eyes.Wipe off the mirror with your sleeve,and you’ll see something more.
Your favorite color is blueAnd all small things matter to you
From the beauty withinThat rank a high ten
To the smile outsideThat you should never hide
All intellectuals are atheists
it started when i parted home to downtown to sit down with an intellectual crowd for chow
immediately i guessed which guest was the most proud
My dearest is a king;
He is captivating
He has a pure heart, just like a child so small
His voice is magical; it falls sweet to my ears
He takes me to a world without pain, suffering and fears
He constantly corrects me.
He knows how to corrupt me.
He never lets me sleep.
While he's up all night talking to me.
Your smile is my sun,
your eyes- my entire world.
I could only stand back and watch,
as everything unfurled.
