chip reed
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O wild and cruel hatred
fleeing the battle inside my head
i was brought up
to be put down
...
tired of life
spending every dime
on fullfilling the last thought in my mind
putting away my dreams
...
My life is but a memory
It seems all in the past
and each day that is given to me
feels just like the last
...
remember me whole and strong
remember me happy and fun
with a smile on my face
as i cared for you that day
...
is there truly a community of light in this world
or does each one of us live within his own.
i tend to believe the latter.
yes, each soul on this world carries its own little bit of light
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i sit in the backseat i am a child again
happy and thinking of the impossible
i look up at the road and grin
i am having a feeling
...
Me you and everyone so much fun
I got good feelings and happy thoughts
And I know that everything will be ok
I hope you do to my brothers, friends
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Under every puddle of water there is a wet spot
That was once dry
For every keyhole theres a key
Unlocking treasure inside
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You may be so far away,
But I'll see you again someday.
I don't need no shooting star,
To know you love me near or far
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my guts are steel
strong enveloped in my body
dealing with another day
trying to handle whats fake
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my heart is pounding
my heart is in an uproar
my heart is beating so fast
cant hardly hear anything anymore
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hey pretty i girl got something to tell you
i have a few lies worth listening to
i know weve been around this nature trail
been thinking about if you can tell
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i am a blank state
full of nothingness
i have no previous life
only a life not lived
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a fiery benevolent angel
blew his wind across mountains and trees
and though rough it seems to be
it hits my face as warm breeze
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Ive trained myself quiet well
i changed all things me like the toss of coin
like the mirror in this head
pick up a new attitude
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Remember way back when we met
Man I swear we were friends off the bat
I give you the best of me
Love you wife -kisses-
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love is not enough
love is not even love
without a happy glove
love isn't defined as specific
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you have judged and labeled me so dramatcally
taking me to a new level of substantiallity
i cant stand or sit or function properly
all because your judgemental opinion of me
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why is this world so full of change
Why is life so strange
why cant things slow down and stay the same
its leaving my heavy heart so full of sigh
...
chip reed Biography
im chip wat more can i say im the kind of person who likes waking up in the morning for fear of missing something but at the same time im incredibly unfocused i am considered one of three things to everyone i know either oddball annoying or we are cool friends i love everytype of music i listen to because i cant stay too constant wit the same thing over and over i hate being pinpointed and defined to a certain extent where people almost expect to know you better than you know yourself i play nearly ever type of sport i can just b/c its fun. if i an just standing around not talking or doing anything for too long i have to start moving otherwise i will slowly slip into a dreamlike state or go insane i say random things that few people understand like choo fucked it up a bingo an pop tarts i love reading those words that are inside the snicker bar package just so i can use them later and everyone have that odd awkward moment wich appears to be a continous moment in my life that never ends and chances are if i talk to you im a friend you can count on. i babble excessivly so if im not talking and suddenly i start and you wont me to stop you can tell me to stop talking i write alote of poems and stories though i dont really talk much about it. i hate going to sleep but at the same time i love being there its indescribable to me. i am gullibe to certain point where it scares myself and it always seems im only there for half of every conversation i get in. well that pretty much me)
The Best Poem Of chip reed
Life Is A Battle Within
O wild and cruel hatred
fleeing the battle inside my head
i was brought up
to be put down
i was found to be pushed around
let us take a toast
to the passing of a ghost
let us drink our viens red
till we have forgotten the battle we fight in our head
rise against the hypocracy
rage against the system
fight for crazy
and make life listen
make it see your not so stale
prove to people you are not frail
do we know the battle
understand what it is
while we are all locked in shackles
trying to figure out why we live
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