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  Bitter is the cold, cold swamp It brings only a feverish bed full of moss and muck The willows of its land weep over the dead
Lemons   My mother has never liked the taste of lemons. They are too sour, displeasing.   That’s probably why she doesn’t like me.
What love is not Love is not cynical Love is not unkind Love is not controlling Love is not blind   Love does not harm Love does not boast  
All I feel is negativity. I love to go to school. Life out of school is too much to handle. I love Him. He is sweet and kind deep down. But, he is broken and lost. I am lost. I feel like the walls of my life are closing in on me.
gravity. the force that attracts a body toward the center of the earth, or toward any other physical body having mass.
knowing when to stand down being aware of when to shut up allowing ideas to form without speaking them all will pay off in the end
Theres something for all of us on the other side Something special, decieve us and we come to find That all the evils that we've known correspond with everthing we've ever wanted; thats no suprise
They say that "Optimism is for children!" That "being positive is only for those 
I forget that the fall leads to a rise. Because as you descend there must always be room to ascend And the same can be said for climbing, only to tumble down mercilessly
our life is filled with debauchery and decadence we start wanting to be held  and scream at our discontents.   gratitude becomes meaningless bouts of words and narssicism takes place
Shameful spirits are surrounding me, who wants to see me fail
  It was an instant goodbye I began to cry I lost a friend  Oh Dear God, why?  
You say you want WOLD PEACE but your not willing to fight for the one thing you believe  you think its impossible  for the sun to shine on everyone a the same time I believe
The tick tick ticking of time passing by The climbing numbers of a clock while, My mother tells me to stop, the minute hand Whispers to the hairs stretching up I plant seeds that I never see
If I could, I would If I could, I would change
Imagine a world with no sense of privilege, no sense of self betterment, no sense of egocentrism. If everyone were the same, then no one would feel downtrodden. Everyone would feel the obligation to help one another.
Once was a heart of a dreamer, Full of aspirations, Hope of the nation. Once was a toxicated heart of a dreamer, Crippled by disbelievers, Only left with imaginations.
If I could change one thing in this world I would eliminate doubt. You could be the next Picasso, the next Magic Johnson, the next Steve Jobs, the next Oprah. But you're scared of what he thinks, what she thinks.
I've only a little more than a dozen years But I can sit here and feel your fears. I can see the rise and fall Of the most glorious kingdom of all.  And despite all that I yearn,
I will change how you perceive me The world is waiting Clouds clearing Our eyes finally esteemed to what really may be I believe the allusion has sewn our seam The allusion of difficulty 
If there was one any thing I could change around me it would be all the negativity day in and day out around me its makes no sense to hate on someone who is doing better then you let that person persevere
When you have a bad day and you're tired and torn, when you look up to the sky  and ask why you were born, don't let it get to you, because you're better than that. Don't let it trouble you,
Their magnetic hands grab at mepulling me into the darkInebriated with emotions.. "NO! Won't stop..won't stop.."A spirit inside me is screaming"Can't lose myself-must keepgoing."
They always want more from youYou can never give them enoughYou can try your hardestAnd do you bestBut it will not be good enough to themThat is when you need to leave
A bully is someone who uses Insults, violence, fear, or manipulation To get what the bully wants Or just to put down those around them.
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