The Brush and the Stand.

There was so much we could do and say, But here we stand, watching our dreams drift away. In the beginning there was a brush and a stand, The stand had a mirror and the brush was in our hand. We could paint a beautiful picture of who we wanted to be, Match the colors […]

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A Heart’s Wish.

A wish to save another may be in your heart, But a wish and journey to save yourself would never start. Another’s wounds you may mend, But medicine to yourself you would never send. ‘Tis the problem faced amongst us all, And is the reason tender hearts fall.

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Journey of Two Dreams.

The road’s so easy to walk when it’s paved. See you stepping over each stone already laid; And here I am, walking beside you, Can you even see me? Feel what I do? On this empty muddy track, Wondering if there’s anyone at my back. Slipping, I’m sliding, I’m going down, Stuck in this dirt […]

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Discovery.

Every time I opened my eyes, I felt myself wake in a nightmare of lies. Every day I wished for something to change, That somehow, things would go out of the negative range. Searching, and looking for something to break this chain, So that I could finally live free without this pain. Through mountains high […]

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Turning into a Monster.

They say be afraid, you’re not like the others; Wolf among the sheep, you’ll prey when they’re asleep. Different DNA, one missing strand, For sanity or madness, the fate lies in their hands. Turn me into a monster please, the fall from grace is very short. (No, let me stay human, don’t worry if I […]

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Fixing the Broken.

Fix what’s broken, that’s what everybody says, But our perception of the break, is the reason we should change our ways. Thousands of souls, thousands of thoughts, neither one the same, In this world, to make everyone the same is a dream dreamt in vain. We’re all trying to fix things but we can’t fix […]

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If a Mirror Could Speak.

I have glass eyes, for people to see clearly to my soul, See the shards it has become, see it break under the toll, Of people changing how they look, their eyes crying beneath, Looking more brittle than my glass skin, faces flushed with angry heat. But all I can do is show my glass […]

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A Chance.

You feel like you can do something if just given the chance, An opportunity’s all you need, you’ll prove to them you’re so strong But doors keep slamming in your face, regrets come with another day. You don’t need an opportunity to show your worth, Make one yourself, even if you get hurt. Brush off […]

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Kings and Queens.

I’ve heard the rain is there for people who don’t cry, The sweat of fruitless work, reaching up to the sky. Dull eyes ache with a tireless gaze, These are the only ones free unlike the others caught in society’s haze. But the more you see, the more you find, That you wished you had […]

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Cut From the Same Cloth.

Looking at the sky, I wonder what others would see. Is there a reflection we see in each others’ eyes? Can we see a piece of our pain in the souls just through one little peek? I wonder how emotions came to be, How did we classify each one, like numbers on a sheet? Is […]

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