Sometime ago someone said,
that fruits only appear when flowers are dead.
That it's not the end when a fruit rippens and drop,
its is a beginning of a brand new crop.
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Let retribution take away this breathe of mine,
let it come.Let it end my time.
I can still feel it, deep beneath the skin.
In the form of the devil's sting.
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I WANTED.
I wanted to write you a poem today,
a poem to express the things i wanna say.
To express the words that are deep inside,
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He can call down rain from the clouds above,
Adding to river, flooding the earth.
Summon fire from the skies,
Burning peace & taking lives.
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A teary eye,
a heavy sigh.
I lie in bed,
for sleep i wait.
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She's as beautiful as an angel with great white wings
but her strike's so venomous like a scorpions sting.
Her icy touch, so cooling on the skin
yet it burns you deep within.
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Tell me why they work so hard, for fortune and fame?
or is it just to get a name?
And i ask again why they work so hard to make it big,
Is money the only thing that they need?
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Need No Valentine
Its the time of the year when couples meet,
they hug, they kiss, they're all so sweet.
Like lovebirds flying in the clear blue sky,
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Here's a poem for you and me
but i do wish your friend could see.
Babies born without arms or legs,
a group of others are born dead.
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Where the darkest ally meets the hottest hell,
lies an old man with a story to tell.
as he starts, tears shows up.
he bit his lips & swallows hard.
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