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In war, hope for smoke Should iron kill her king Leaving land forgotten And possibly You His knotted cloth above the sea Blowing bizarre Burning blood white For it to not come across
Life Taken By the Gun By: Miracle Strong   The rain began to pour As I walked across the shore His arms bleeding leading to his destination  
She was a hurricane a tempest so true so strong and indestructible blowing through existence and soaking everyone in her way   day by day more fell wounded from her rage
I remember him coming home on the first day of school
People are trying to be the next big thing, trying to out do the each other like we are in a race, conforming to what we think the world wants,
I wish you could see    how i long for thee.   More than just predictably or physically,   but rather relentlessly   
Anger. Love. Strength. Weakness. Hate. Fear. I write for them. They take over. They use my pen to escape. Word By Word. Once they start, they do not stop.
Twenty doves have flown into the graces of an almighty God... Awaiting with open arms he welcomed in twenty innocents to gather upon his sheep...
“Good Morning Children!” “Good Morning m’am” “Today we’ll learn to read and write, Under the pillars And under the trees Lived a man Known as Dee He loved to dance, Read and write
I forgot how much it hurts to lay it all on the line. To open your heart up only to be denied. I know it's not the end, but the wound is deep. When something magical comes to life, don't let it slip by.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Sit in your seats, For you are about to read a great play, Of nothing but deceit: We push the people we don’t understand, We drown in our sorrows, Yet extend our helping hand,
Running down a dirt street With my bare feet Holding on your hand As tight as I can And never letting go Running from my past And going to the future Running through time ain't a bad crime
I don't need your pessimism. I don't need your false hope. I don't need your tears. I don't need your pain. I don't need your broken heart. I can do bad all by myself.
It Took Year's Of Talking As Friends And Studying To Know What You Like Or How You Like It. To Learn Your Favorite Movies Songs And Even Your Special Restaurants I Have To
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