catmartan
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CATEGORY
life
I thought it was something
but it was nothing
I was sure it was teardrops
but it was raindrops
I felt something touch my hair
it was the cool breeze in the air
I knew it was passion
it was only a thought
that I had imagined
how can I stand still
when I keep getting tossed
why do I keep getting hurt
when I am not at fault
how can I find
when I don't know
what I lost
I will search until
I will seach until....
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COMMENTS
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The Immortal Wize says: Even better when read backwards, excellent work. |
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In Deep I race to run...always on the chase... my heart dropping beats... like shells from a shot gun... ...  |
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One Penny Short Pennies in the street.. walk on by...no one seems concerned... left in the creases of a seat..... |
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Last Respect chalk traced images surrounded by blood spills covering concrete lik... |
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" If I didn't know" If I didn't know would it matter would pain really hurt&nb... |
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"Whom shall I trust " trust not my hands can't grip the sand my eyes tell lies ... |
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Turn up the Volume I hear everything but I say nothing because I don't speak |
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Keep your head up keeping my head above water Is a chore I tip toe If I slip... |
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Poets Dynasty writers thoughts are combustible seeping through receptors Igniting syllab... |
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" My Moment " at times I survive In the moment I'm fragile / insecure / vulner... |
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" Stop Clowning Around " creeping clowns what are you hiding behind the suit ... |
