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My, my, my,
I'm feeling poetic today.
I wonder why it is,
That I've walked into the fray.
I need to write this in a notebook,
Before my vision starts to stray,
From the goal I've set in life,
As I have so much left to say.
My, my, my,
I'm feeling inspired today.
As the difference between making art and playing music,
All starts to slip away.
As my philosophies take ahold,
And the notes all start to play.
The staffs all in my mind
Are simply starting to decay.
My, my, my,
How my brain hurts today.
Literature
Make Your Choice
“Er, words…words are, are colourful?” she stuttered.
Where am I going with this? Jade thought to herself. Nerves tickling at her throat, she let out a pitiful cough. Eyes watched her every move, big ones, bulging ones, beady ones, bright ones, impatiently waiting. And those where just the staffs scrutinizing eyes, the children however, from the troublesome elevens to the rebelling sixteens, didn't even flutter a look in her direction. Their focus and thoughts, she was sure, already losing interest and fixated on means of escape, anything to get out of the hall and far away from her tedious speech.
I should have sta
Literature
Make a Change
We are not an object that
you can label by a color.
We have hopes and dreams
And plans for the future.
We are not someone who
You can use to make
Yourself feel better.
N****, whore, negro,
Slut, baby daddy
Isn’t a title you have
The right to bestow
On us or on any
Person of color.
Why can’t we live in
A world where we don’t
Have to be worried about
Our brothers being shot
And our sisters looking for
Their children’s fathers.
We are all human beings.
We all love and love others,
So why can’t we accept
Our differences and come
Together as one people
Who are all on this planet
We call Earth.
Let’s st
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The Letter
Of me it always gets the better
A reminder of what you once were
It will stick to me no what what will occur
A piece of parper with so much meaning
A memory of the smile beaming
The memories tend to flow
It will always be a comfort to know
The degree of happiness that came
Of how you took my heart to claim
You may be distant from my heart
But the paper gives my day a start
The words you wrote are slowly fading
My mind is always one you're raiding
The moonlilght still shines below
Gleaming memories from a freshly fallen snow
The summer nights still remind me of the night
When your smile pierced through with an angel's light
No matter how
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Sorta went on a writing spree tonight.
May or may not upload the rest later.
This one I'm posting because it's sort of in my older style, and I kinda liked it. ^^
May or may not upload the rest later.
This one I'm posting because it's sort of in my older style, and I kinda liked it. ^^
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I like this poem a lot, it flows really well, and I love the idea of it. Its great 