a beautiful mind
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You've taught me a way to look at the world with a clear point of view
You've taught me how to cherish every lover I've come across
You've taught every little thing that I know
It wasn’t so much your tremolous hands Holding fast to mine as the sun broke the horizon. More like the ache in my bones was slowly ebbing awayWith each cautious step across the floor to you.
She fell from my arms into the burnt rose bush. Ashen peddles covered most of her in clouds. As she lay the charm I knew dims. The spark of life left her eyes. All that remained was a dull blue gaze into the sun.
I believe with my whole heart that Jesus was dark skinned. He was a Nazerene their complexion was not white. He spoke Aramaic & walked every where he went. His feet must have been hurting him as he took the cross for us. Can you imagine ?
Thank God for President Kennedy
he showed us what true kindness is in action
Today we live in a land of hate
lost in the sauce of sullen brevity
What can wash away my sin
nothing but the blood of Jesus
we have created the vain lives that we lead
society watch as you bleed
it's in the not knowing this I fear
for I shed a tear to numb the inner pain
not having you in my arms is driving me insane
a challenge to be free is a question of time
Cumbersome To This World
a plate of fries
shoes, socks, magnets, bugs & number two pencil
we gravitate through a smile
a push to take us closer
when we get in then we will see
In the wonders of my mind
I've been lost for many years,
Without a doubt or a fear
I am completely me
Beauty is just a face and courage is spoken not seen.
Beauty isn’t hateful, beauty isn’t spite.
Beauty is inside of me, in you in all of us.
But, the only beauty that matters is the kind that you can see...
Don't call me beautiful
Then shatter my hope
Laugh at my hopes and dreams
As if they were a joke
Don't call me beautiful
Then ignore my existence
Call me up at late hours
Everything wasn't as it seemed, it was so simple that it was all difficult. I never meant for you to be confused--I never meant to be confused myself. I wanted it to be true but you always had me feeling blue because you were confused.
The first time she fell in love
was when she saw a piece of paper
and felt an urge to spill her heart out.
She wrote new realities because hers
weren't so sweet.
She sees the world as it is:
You're beautiful without even seeing it.You're beautiful even without hearing that you are.You're beautiful up and down meaning head to toe,even when you're beating yourself down.
My mind is a portal to worlds of possibilities of success. There I sit in my imaginary kingdom of ease and finesse While I caress my thoughts of future glory and a new kind of persona- A man that will generate much fame and renown.
please beware
the end is near
when it gets here
i expect you to care
if you do
then head my advice
if you dont
youve been warned
for when we reach
the end the rope
The walls just keep crumbling...
Into the sea in which I keep fumbling
As I looked upon the water something I wasn't able to see
A reflection of my world and the reflection of me
Inspired by A Beautiful Mind
On a cool October morning in 1994
a misty-eyed baby girl parted her lips to cry
while in the other room the morning burst into light
and the delirious shuffling of confused feet
The aesthetic beauty of the mind to behold.
Not one can abate my hunger, my disease,
I've come upon these thoughts to ponder,
The substantial blank you bring appease.
To whom to which the eyes behold,
