Brandon Brooks Poems

dying is living
but living is something else
you are only free when you die
that is why you start to really live when you die
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the people of the world have seen our demise
they have fortold our destruction
but when does it happen
it happens when we say so
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my life is mine to control
but people say no
but parents say that they control you
but they really dont say it
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my soul is burning
my soul is dying
my soul is cagged in a pit of fire
i want to be free
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i am alone in this place
thinking of the race
the race agianst life
agianst death
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looking through the glass
watching my life go by
i sigh and say alas
what has become of me
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light me, oh light
and hear me scream
this is a nightmare
not a dream
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the U shall bleed
but the S shall stand
together, no
never agian
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like the sun you appear before me
filling me with joy and glee
a halo of light surrounds you
you skin tinged with a golden hue
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