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I stand alone as I stare out at them
Hatred like none other burns in my soul
Mistreatment boils my blood
This festered anger that swells within me
Society is tainted by the Sins
No one cares—no one even blinks
There, a person is being attacked
There, someone is being pressured
I look out at them with a hatred like no other
Their lives are meaningless—
There is nothing that I can see from them
Tomorrow will dawn like the same
No miracles will blossom
Nothing full of hope or joy
This Society is full of distrust
Of Meaningless living
Day after Day
Week after Week
Month after Month
Year after Year...
It will continue on—
we are the ones who can turn
Turn around this Dead planet
us, the Artists of Tomorrow
We shall bring those who are separated
those who are trapped in a cocoon of lives
they will be freed from their miserable lives
Free to express themselves however they wish
We are the ones who shall bring Tomorrow
Hatred like none other burns in my soul
Mistreatment boils my blood
This festered anger that swells within me
Society is tainted by the Sins
No one cares—no one even blinks
There, a person is being attacked
There, someone is being pressured
I look out at them with a hatred like no other
Their lives are meaningless—
There is nothing that I can see from them
Tomorrow will dawn like the same
No miracles will blossom
Nothing full of hope or joy
This Society is full of distrust
Of Meaningless living
Day after Day
Week after Week
Month after Month
Year after Year...
It will continue on—
we are the ones who can turn
Turn around this Dead planet
us, the Artists of Tomorrow
We shall bring those who are separated
those who are trapped in a cocoon of lives
they will be freed from their miserable lives
Free to express themselves however they wish
We are the ones who shall bring Tomorrow
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Failure
She was the Thief Girl with no faith and half a heart, and she didn't care if they never ever saw her soul anyway. She was almost content in the half broken life she had created for herself. Her fingers were always drenched in ink, her mind was always preoccupied with her treasure. Words stolen from conversations, from homes, from mouths that didn't need to speak any more.
She found the Lost Boy somewhere in an alley of poetry and a war of lyrics, fighting for his life with a broken piano and a worn tuxedo. She stole him before the bass viols, the gleaming guitars and the thrashing drums could kill him.
He fought with her all the way, telli
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I am.
I am.
I am the person who lives.
I am the person who loves.
I am the girl who cries to sleep at night, wishing I could be prettier.
I am the boy who is trying to live up to everyone else's expectations other than my own.
I am the invisible who linger in the hallways.
I am the person who bullies to feel better.
I am the parent who gave up after my child went to jail.
I am the daughter who works at fifteen because my parents can't.
I am the person who is bullied for being different.
I am the person who lives because I don't know what happens after death.
I am the woman who is hit on every day because of my looks, making them more of
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10 Reasons To Buy Toilet Paper
1) To stuff my bra in hopes that you'll see me tonight
2) To dry the tears from my eyes when you don't
3) To blow my nose and try again tomorrow
4) To keep in my pocket just in case
5) To dab my lipstick before our date
6) To fix my mascara after you say you love me
7) To clean my glasses and see the truth on your collar
8) To wipe the crap off of your lips when you swear I'm the only one
9) To use every roll to cover your house in blankets of white
10) To replace the toilet paper I wasted on you
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It's rather dark for a 'Secret Santa' gift, but ~wanderin-stranger gave me a tough one to work with!
However, I hope that you do enjoy it ^_^
Holy Happy Holidays it's been a while since I've submitted something for poetry... it's bee nice to brush up on my writing skills~!
However, I hope that you do enjoy it ^_^
Holy Happy Holidays it's been a while since I've submitted something for poetry... it's bee nice to brush up on my writing skills~!
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AH. THIS IS SO GOOD. Thank you so much 
I really love how this started out [odd, I know xD] it really reflects what does happen every day with a lot of people.
But then as it heads towards the end it shows the brighter side of it all! But it is true, because the thing that influences a lot of people is art, a.
I particularly like this because it's how a lot of people actually feel, and, pardon me for sounding redundant, but it's true.
Have a merry Christmas and a happy New Year!
And cool title.
I really love how this started out [odd, I know xD] it really reflects what does happen every day with a lot of people.
But then as it heads towards the end it shows the brighter side of it all! But it is true, because the thing that influences a lot of people is art, a.
I particularly like this because it's how a lot of people actually feel, and, pardon me for sounding redundant, but it's true.
Have a merry Christmas and a happy New Year!
And cool title.