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Lyrics for the Masses
Thousands of years ago it was decreed To have organized beliefs of which are agreed Constantine hunting down the children of Jesus
By Verbicyde Shadowalker8 years ago in Poets
#ILoveYou
I #loveyou because you make me LOL I #seeyou like my own soul or #shadow I’m @yourmom and it gives me so much #pause To think about my successes, but also about my #flaws
By SM Fitzgerald8 years ago in Poets
Lyrics for the Masses
Sometimes I feel pulled in so many directions Girls telling me I only think with my erection But I got a lions love and a tigers dedication
By Verbicyde Shadowalker8 years ago in Poets
Ritual
Today is one of those days Where I must force myself to Remember Who I really am And what makes up my Soul and my Core.
By LIFE MAZI8 years ago in Poets
Risk
The only risk is life itself. The path to living is the same, The same as creation, As destruction, As breath and movement and feeling.
By Hannah Huston-Smith8 years ago in Poets
The Commencement is the Beginning
Commencement speeches Ought to resound in The mind. They ought to Revere the greatness That the students reached. Like songbirds chirping
By Skyler Saunders8 years ago in Poets
Poem 4
Do I really have to be a certain way to be seen as normal? Must I really behave and do what society tells me to do? Why is everything expected of me?
By Gentherly Coronado8 years ago in Poets
Untitled
Is it so hard to simply tell the truth It shouldn’t be so difficult, so strenuous. But still to this day, I can’t find the heart within me
By Zoe Mullen8 years ago in Poets
Lyrics for the Masses
Yo why is this the summer of mumble rap What happened to humble cats taking double stacks Chicks all in the bubble bath snuggle fast
By Verbicyde Shadowalker8 years ago in Poets
The Shivers
The shivers Are so deep inside that no scarf, no jacket, no blanket, no amount of hot air could ever reach them. Making my soul tremble
By jdc author8 years ago in Poets
Poem 3
Instead of complaining about my inability to be as fast as you with something you’ve done for three years, Instead of telling me I’m not good enough with a position I’ve only worked in for four months,
By Gentherly Coronado8 years ago in Poets
Home Is Where The Heart Is
They say home is where the heart is and I’m about to be a thousand miles away from mine. With the summer sun high in the sky I am forced to leave the only person who has ever made me feel safe. He is my heart, my soul, my light. I cling tightly to the warmth and security that he has given me. I let the pain that I am feeling flow from my eyes as you wrap me in your solid arms and I breathe you in for what feels like the last time. And it will be the last at least for a while and as we stand there in the airport I try to remember why it is that I am choosing to leave you.
By Alexandrea Callaghan8 years ago in Poets