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We are complete in one another
We are perfect perfection to apex perfectionism individually
We are a temple of each other’s worship
When we met you told me that your heart was a broken song
So I hope you were able to fix it with the pieces you took after shattering mine.
But mine will never be reassembled on solid ground
2:30AM: I say to you, I cannot bare to continue feeling this unloved, this unworthy of love. You said to me, “remember we are strong” as if it was something I could forget, but I had.
We've been down this road before.
Each time it hurts a little more.
I really don't know WHAT you want from me.
When we are doing good, WHY won't you let it be?
I KNOW that you love me, don't say that you don't...
For just three months we've been together
It truly feels like its been forever.
We call each night with an exhange of words,
So simple, so sincere, I couldn't ask for more
Time moves on as our affection grew
Water fell from my eyes
Thoughts of hope actons of needy
Crown on my head is the prize
Eating every word of God, not reedy
Consume my life with your works
Baptized in spirit an righteousnss
Want to know America?
Stand on Lady Liberty.
Get a glimpse of what it means;
Look out as far as you can see.
Once upon a time,
Color encompassing unfamiliar faces
All united under one familiar flag soaring high
Unknown are the backgrounds, but defined are the races
Gathering and discussing under one sky
I
did buy
the lie that
Many told me
the land of the free
and the home of the brave
Yet I was not taught this way,
Through minority eyes I saw
A world unequal; I stared in awe
Although it never occurred to me
That we is greater than I
And the unfolding of time
Is really just an illusion
Of the mind’s eye
Within it holds a truthGreater than any truth known
I'm shedding tears for all the people we've lost just this year. From senseless violence to overgrown conspiracies, can't you see the enemy?
They hide in plain sight so no can ever see.
I saw him
From across the room
I knew he would never be mine
So I simply looked and admired from afar
Unknowing he was doing the same to me
Caught in seperate worlds
United by a common thread
God answer us
when we are in distress
may You protect us
send us help and support
to make our plans a success
make us shout in joy
make us victorious
There's a reason why we lie.
To ourselves and to others.
It's because we're afraid of what the truth might do.
To ourselves and to others.
The world around me
crumbling to the ground, me
caught in the middle while pebbles of
once beautiful castle walls surround me,
drown me.
But you,
you saved me.
And me?
I let you.
Curtains are drawn at night,
To shield our fragile minds
From obscurities
Mute outside.
Half are opaque,
Half are translucent.
Variety feeds the filters
In a room full of people you will see me,
I'll look like the others so it will be hard to notice me,
If you do you'll think that you've discovered me,
You're mistaken and confused by an imagery,
I want to be happy, but happiness is fickle,
Because we're only promised pursuit
Not joy on a platter:
I think the saddest word is maybe
Maybe I did It
Maybe it was not me
Maybe I will never admit
If I may be a good girl
Maybe I should wait
The feeling of depression bogs you down,
all the negatives are collapsing over and over again.
No one is there, and no one can help,
No one knows you, and you are all alone.
Hands
Of him to invade me to intrude to be ill mannered and uncouth to me
Hands
Dating the clock so faithful so diligent so painless so fast so slow
Hands
The cliques and the clans,
The sands of time slip through my hands,
somewhere between fitting in and not caring,
Realizing I do not even know who I am,
All I know is I am not who I am perceived to be,
I walk across a street so far,Sharing my good news with everyone afar.I praise here and I praise there, nowwewalk down the street so far,Sharing our good news with everyone afar.
When we die,
We'll fly like birds in the sky,
Together till the end of forever,
N' every soul in death is the same,
With a story to its name,
N' these bird all cry,
Singing the songs of pain n' pleasure,
The biggest question that will remain a mystery, is who are we really supposed to be or become.? yes we all have dreams of becoming something one day, but that doesnt mean that is who we are called to be....
The world buries problems underground
With no hesitation it takes
While we walk over the mound
All the problems the world makes
Problems look better in pitch black night
Today a question was given to me
that I never truly understood
Today a question was given to me
asking what I'd do if I could
I wondered for quite sometime
Welcome, to the world in which we live.
Every one of us is looked down upon,
Antagonized,
Rendered as a menace to society.
I have been raised in this country, I appear to be fully Caucasian.
I speak English fluently, but I also speak Spanish.
I identify myself as a Hispanic American, because of my roots.
Where did we learn how to talk? Did adam and eve just know words, and how to walk? How did we know we need to eat? Just out of the blue we began to crave meat? How did we know to sleep at night? Was it because we could only see with light? Why is
Most have heard or read
the animated anecdotes of the dead.
They are given with joy and wrapped in a bow -
- stories of life, of music, of love.
But all anecdotes end.
Few ever say or re-claim
Why do you give us so much homework?
I learn better in class
so stop being an ass
im sorry for my language
actually im not
i know im being a snot
but listen hear
We come from troubled wombs , our homes resemble tombs.
We come from polluted souls , our livess resemble holes.
Empty and devalued , longing for the close.
Why so much? Can't you see i hate it!Homework here, homework there And you don't even bother to grade it.This is stupid why should we do it?Look at all the extra work and there's nothing really to it,So common let's admit that you don't even like
Different, Different is the laughter, Different are the tears, Different is the feeling knowing you're one of my fears.
We are undefined by words alone, the ones who stand, the rolling stones.
They will say stand out in a crowd and try something newBut heaven forbid that you actually do.
Trying to find the words
To say but you being yourself wouldn't
understand it's a bittersweet quality.
Moistened lips so pink and full
my heart wants to tell you but my brain and foolish ego won't.
More emotion than you could ever know is poetry
Yes , its when I feel a vague entity
But you do understand, you understand the monogamous relationship
The teacher stands in front of the class
"Today we'll start writing poetry"
Immediately the kids begin to sass
simply for the new foreign artistry.
It wasn't like the red roses and blue violets
Tie me down in your love cradle.
Straddle me with your strength.
Plant a delicate kiss upon thy lips and escort me into a world of bliss.
Lies!
That's all I tell.
Maybe, I'll rot in hell.
Playing with your feelings
Making you fall deeper in love
With me.
If I just rolled over and died
I know you'd cry
We always en up staring at the stars. Wondering if we're able to pull through. It's always that on emoment where time is endless, seeing all things we've done to get where we are today. And it's hard and scary.
In the presence of royalty, she bows down and worships thee,
Kissing everything from his eyebrows to his feet,
Thinking that he’s real, and loves more than her sex appeal,
We together
make Us,
We, Us
you and me.
We fight
We argue
We disagree
We,
you and me.
We laugh
We smile
We joke
We,
you and me.
Believe in you
Believe in me
Believe in us
Believe in we
Believe in the bond between us and God
Believe in our love to last forever
Believe in me being here for you and you here for me
Focus our eyes.
Are we stuck in the wilderness?
Lead us to the promise land.
Lead on, lead on...
We are the chosen ones.
We stand together.
When you call, we will answer.
You will provide.
When you shake my hand can you tell who I really am?
Or is it in my voice that makes you understand?
For all you could know I am the girl next door,
Or maybe even the girl that you have labeled the school whore.
who is we
where does this we reside
is it the same place as where we’ve come from
have we progressed at all or is here to comfortable
are the chains to comfortable
what if harriet tubman was afraid of the dark
In a depression recession tribulation
Me & her hurting for money
And we kissing through It
Watching money watch online
She said do you think
We will survive
I say baby it's up to god
