I'm being honest about myself in a dishonest way. But this is the only way I know how to speak my mind.
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...Oh and by the way, the titles of my poems (except for 'September Is Misconception' and 'Graduinitiation') mean absolutely nothing, however, their content is quite meaningful.
A bullet in his head, and remorse in his heart
Men around him falling, it's been this way from the start
The sides lose importance, we're all human beings,
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In Father Time and Mother Nature, and in their precious son, the Holy Sand.
A misread prophecy,
A desperate resolution,
And a strike.
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I'm trying to envision a time in which we choose to embrace God's love instead of fighting over what his face looks like.
We'll find it within ourselves.
We'll look closely from far away.
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There you stand, somewhere between the shadows of my mistakes.
Untouched by darkness, your head is turned away.
I am consumed by the bruises you left me.
Your careless words deceive my delicate mind-instead I listen to your glances.
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Above all else you made my life a living hell.
Oh well.
Erase the trace,
Cover up the smell.
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