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"Now I understand this poem much more than when I wrote it.RIP to my Grandparents."The Feeling of Life. . .How would you know if you never felt death?The eternal dance with the rhythm of a heartbeat.Never a song too long to groove,I'd never feel death if I was never given breath.Today, I know no reason as of yet,but I know the honor.To live for those who died to leave their lives in honor.How

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In life I often wonder. . .where do I fit in?Where do I go? What will happen?In life, I more than often wonder. . .where. . .just where in life could I possibly fit in?Here - - > ______?Maybe here - - > ______?What about here - - > ______?Time moves fast, and the amount is slow.So many watching. So many wait as you chase your dreams and the pressure mounts up.What happens when you finally

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Though we all bust from the same clip, Same clip we load and pull back, aimed face first, Today I could die, tomorrow I’d give a shit. The point is, Life means nothing until death approaches. Today I could speak a conversation of meaningless truths, and tomorrow I can go unspoken. The feeling of sorrow, death, and despair, Is a feeling one only knows, when one isn’t there. We continue to live

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I’ll hold you forever, just never let me fall again.I live off hopes and dreams, I give up, I’ll never fight again.Fight the pressure of succumbing to reality.Life is not for me.Forever I’ll hold you in my arms, just never give up on me.For I have given my all and my all is not enough to give.I give up so that I can live.That which brought me joy, now brings pain.Nothing can ever be the same.All

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For when there are no words to express your true feelings and deepest emotions;For when the happiest memories include the one you truly care for;For the moments they take your breath away.For the times when there seems to be nothing left to say,theres always, "I love you."

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Lets get lost in the sight of each others eyes;No specific thoughts, just thoughts of forever of you and I.How could I say no?Lost in the sight of your love. . .Mind in a bind, a twist, a time when I feel like I'm nowhere but here with you in my arms.Ha. . .This could all be a dream;Forever I want it to last, so forever I sleep.Lets get lost,Lost in the sight of our love.Never can you break my

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My beautiful, golden brown delight,outside a shell and so soft inside;The savoriness of your aroma shines a glimmer of joy before seen.Knowing you await me after a day of hard work,I can only imagine having you everyday in my dreams.The taste of you on my lips and tongue,so warm and luscious, I could only want more.Outside a shell, inside so sweet;I miss your endearing scent,I can't wait until we

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Gangsta, gangsta,Murder, kill, kill;Same person, new shoes to fill;How can this excite me,I cry inside because my music died,Along with the memories of the best of times,Lies the life of what once held me high.So, as I chime in and give my 2 cents back,I wonder how soon will come my time to die?

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"A thousand scholars can teach nothing, but silence can teach millions."

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My history destroyed;I now walk blindly seeking happiness, though my soul is lost.As I walk slowly with my head low through life,disgusted with my need for attachment, my desire and want to need to be a part of life,my heart..My heart forever broken, never mended, mind distorted, to hard to finish collecting pieces...The smiles of others and their ignorance and absence of finding peace with

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"Knowledge is power to strengthen the weak, and only the strong survive. So, strong I will become."

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I was asked to share my thoughts on this poem by the person who posted it.. I never like commenting on others writings, because if the topic is something I feel passionate about, I can go on forever about it..This is not supposed to be an example of that, it is simply something I felt the need to share.. one of the many writings I am asked to comment and just couldn't keep it "short and sweet".

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I'm pretty sure someone has said this before me..but I don't care, I thought of it today.."Live for what you love; die for what you believe in."Speak.

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Rebuilding a man..What does it take?No money. . .that's what it doesn't take.The breakdown of destructive habits,a vibe that gives him the glow of a man with a million bucks and the demeanor of a revolutionary martyr, worthy of the trust of a thousand men and women..A lover, but more so a fighter;willing to live for what he loves, and die for what he believes in.It takes the strength to look

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"You can't change your destiny, but you decide your fate."

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With the knowledge of a million words,I still, am unable to profess my love.So, a word I uttered,a mumble because the jumbled thoughts in my mind won't let me correctly communicate how I feel within.So, inside of you I dig,so deep so you can comprehend how I feel,so deep so that I can understand how you feel.A mutual understanding,our confessions of love.The harder I breathe, you're unable to

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My pride.My oh so precious pride.Infiltrated by my misuse of trust for my government.Why discuss this "oh so" much?Because, I, as a young man has a purpose and that purpose leads me to continuously make these statements. . .at least until you give a fuck.Yes, I said "has," if you caught my decision to blatantly ignore the rules of this land with the language you know of as "American English" in

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Forever never mattered 'cause I never really cared.All I really want from you is love.Sweet moments forever lasting in thought, all I want to do is spend a lifetime with you.Together in arms, nothing else matters.Forget the broken promises, we have so much more to give.On my way to live, I'm the fish, you are the bait I am hooked onto..Sweet moments I thought would last forever, All I wanted to

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Misguided under a false sense of security.. the world is destined to perish and I hope to die before it.Laid upon my back, eyes focused on the sky,silence amongst those alive, to my destination I fly;Forgive me for my thoughts of death, but life isn't for me,I know you wished the best for me but I just can't ignore it.The only thing that can save me is the sound of the drum,a musical melody I'm

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REVISED.My lame, "Writer's Block" poem.I don't think Apple would appreciate it..A vision of beauty I desire,so hard to turn away,I can't put you in my mac book.The odor of liquor dancing on my tongue,the midnight delight of this so-called, "jesus juice" mixed with the love of my lust tells me to jump at the chance,but the chance I pass.For you deserve more than a forgotten line in mac book.I look

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REVISED.Help support one of my many facets of art!Check out my music at:http://www.myspace.com/dirtymachineryThe video below is an artist by the name of, "Chance" that I haverecently had the opportunity to work with.Show your support for us both me and check out the video above.The background music is the track (beat) that I created for Chance.Peace.Post revised, because dude is wack.End of story.

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should i rebel and yell with the masses?the government killed my culture.end of story.thats what happened.incomplete as i add the addition of the help of those of my very own culture (whatever it may be),those of the jewish, of many among the nation's innocent and absent from stories of truth in the minds of the young.mad?no.disgusted?yes.just happy not to be among the many misinformed

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Me.My music. My thoughts.My body and spirit. My mind and soul.My touch and smell. . .Creative representation, representing creativity.I represents I. Me represents me.I am who I am and I'll always be who I be,Because I represent me.

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Timeless. Priceless. Thoughtless.Carefree. Unimaginable.See the Dream.Dream the Dream.Live the Dream.Become the Dream.The possibilities are endless, limitless, sky high. . .What becomes of a man with no dreams?He lives a nightmare.

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Though my emotions fall, my pride stands up.I balance my life in a time where so much matters and before I decide to give up.I can either fall back or go crazy, daft, or insane; only god can judge me.There's only so much I can take before I physically fall,Now I see Murphy's Law refers to us all.My body in Hell, my mind seeks high water.The Art of Love, the Art of War; so much stress I can no

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Give up.

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Beauty's her name.Shrouded in mystery.The glare, the stare in her eyes,As captivating as a diamond sitting high in the sky.Mind blank, unable to speak a word.Her face muffles my voice.Audible mute.If ever one day she could be mine, I'd love her regardless.If ever I could give her my name, I'd love it dearly, but for now I'll just observe her the same.Beauty's her name for now.

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Money. Power. Respect.Pleasure but more so pain.Nothing short of an image, only to fade with time.Image is everything, but pride is nothing?Sell your soul only to see a faceless image backed by a track record of worthless memories of pain?No.Image is nothing, and so is the fame.Never settle for pain, make room for gain.Fuck Fame.

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Don't weep baby please, for war is kind;Father tumbled to his knees,enraged, unfree, and died.No promise from my methods,But I'll never leave you or die.Don't cry, baby please,For this war is mine.

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I'd trade the world for you to give me your all,No matter what,together we stand, together we fall.I love you like none other, give you all I have to give,but instead you turned away for another again.But I forgive you every chance that I get.Nothing can come between us, this love is stronger than pride.Give you the world if it was mine, but that won't keep me from trying.I give my life, my love,

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Life and love is decieving and wringing with wrong,I never look forward to promises 'til you prove me I'm wrong.No red or purple passions,Promises broken daily,Maybe I'm close to crazy. . .fuck it;Who're you to judge me?--this destruction's my own,So let my strength and love die. . .. . .bloom and blossom in the sky,As though viewing omens as time slowly passes.Break me as time passes,

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Dedicated.I gave you my life, my love, my heart, my soul,My tears of joy, my tears of pain;Apologized for nothing to please you and to keep you,You came and you left, but I could never have the heart to mistreat you.I've tried changing my ways,we laughed and we played, but the joy only lasted no more than a day.I wish I could keep the one thing I truly gave my heart.I'll love you unconditionally,

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