(52.)Lasso The Moon
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If I could make this pain go away then I would lasso the moon, if only for a day.
I would hear the people cheer, bring the warmth o so near.
I would go without pain for a day.
lasso the moon and throw my troubles away.
Love is the bonds that make up the rope.
I'd lasso the moon, as if only for a day.
Win your heart with a sweet simple smile.
I would lasso the moon and pull it a mile.
Give you the gift of its warm embrace.
Lasso the moon just to see your sweet face.
(53.)Pain
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Pain, fear, am I really here?
Heart, love, will something kill me from above?
Love, pain, it's like being stabbed in the brain.
I can't take this pain.
Knife, kill, should I take the pill?
Murder, smart, it's like a piece of art.
Alone, pain, make it go away.
No please don't leave, just stay.
(54.)If the world ended
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If the world ended tomorrow and we all died away.
Would you love me any way?
If a virus killed us all.
Would you still dance with me at the ball?
If you were all alone.
Could you still smell my cheap cologne?
Maybe if I writhe and die.
You would see my reflection in the sky.
What I'm trying to say I guess is this.
If I'm gone could you still live in bliss?
If the world ended, and all was still.
Would your love be strong enough to kill?
(55.)Now (4)
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If now is then, then
now is there, therefore you are
here in the future.
(56.) Painting (5)
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Sun, moon, star, and sky.
Form together in my mind.
The perfect painting.
(57.)Flame
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There's a little flame inside of us all.
If this flame is to go out then we shall go with it.
I hold my flame in the palm of my hand.
Your flame makes a sword of fire to show your true nature.
I play tricks with my flame, cheating death.
You envy my carefree way.
You follow suite.
Your flame diminishes to an ember.
You feel your heart stop.
The flame gets smaller.
We play on.
The flame gets smaller.
You fall to the ground.
Flame gone.
I blow out my candle.
(58.)Right?
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There, stop.
Think about it.
You know you want it.
No, stop.
Don't take it.
That'd be wrong.
...Right?
Ok, stop.
Think it over.
Take it and run.
Go now.
HEY YOU, STOP!
Now look at what you've done.
Should've listened.
I did.
O well.
(59.)The World Is Mine
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The world is mine.
I have conquered above all others.
My head is hung from the pain I endured.
But the world is mine.
I have ravished the plains.
Defeated the castles.
Stolen the lands.
My body is but a mere shell that I have thrown down.
But the world is mine.
I have no feeling, I have no faith.
But o how I have killed.
All is dead beneath me.
All is dead above me.
The world is mine.
Though it be my own.
My world is mine.
(60.)What Has Happened?
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I hang my head with crimson tears.
Thoughts of days long since passed wander through my head.
I think that maybe, just maybe, I'm stay alive.
But I don't know.
My friends withered and torn body lay next to me dead on the floor.
Many more bodies strewn everywhere.
What am I supposed to do?
Who am I supposed to turn to?
Everyone is dead.
The moments before are nothing but a blur.
Why am I hurt, why are they dead?
What has happened?
I look around and see nothing but fear, pain, and death.
What has happened?
Who are you?
You stand tall as if nothing has injured you, why?
You hold something in your hand.
It glows like the blood dripping from my eyes.
What has happened?
Why do you come closer still?
Is my fate at hand, is my time up?
What is to become of me?
WHO ARE YOU?
I gather my strength and I grab a nearby axe.
I hack and I slash, I hack and I slash.
Then my memory returns.
It is I that has happened.
It is I that has killed.
These tears o so crimson are not mine.
They are yours.
What has happened?
(61.)My Love?
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I see you, ever so gracefully.
Staring at me.
I know it's you because I smell you.
The scent is unmistakable.
You're there I know it.
But what is this other smell?
Have you brought me a treat my love?
My eyes are old and ragged do not play tricks.
Speak up I can't hear anything but you’re heavy breathing.
Did you run my love?
Are you tired?
Come to me and rest.
I shall sooth your wounds.
You seem stronger.
Have you been training?
I think you have.
What IS that aroma.
I smell you unmistakably.
But that noise cannot be you.
Who are you?
You are not my love.
You are evil.
But you smell of my love.
What have you done with her?
If you have killed her.
Do the same to me.
I have no will to go on if that is the case.
I love you my love.
Wherever you may be.
I come to see you.
Wait and see.
(62.)Desolate
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I feel so desolate.
I feel so lonely.
No one is here to comfort me.
No one cares.
Why should I try to impress you?
I don't even know you.
Nor you I.
Why do I feel so desolate?
I try and try.
But no ones cares.
I should give up.
But the desolation keeps me going.
I want something to fill the hole.
To make me a whole.
But none try.
None come near.
I am so desolate.
But I WILL succeed.
I will find you.
I will find my missing piece.
I shall be whole.
(63.)One
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I have the strength of a thousand men,
But the body of one.
I have the intelligence of countless humans,
But the understanding of none.
I try my best at all,
But succeed so little.
Yet I still tread on.
With the strength of an army,
But the legs of a boy.
My mind goes as fast as light,
But so little makes sense.
So I write with the feeling of one,
Hoping to affect all.
(64.)My Diablo
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My Diablo lit the fire.
I didn't do it he lit it all himself.
It was not I who fanned them higher.
Twas My Diablo.
I did not shoot that gun.
It was My Diablo.
He picked it up, shot and run.
Swear it was not me.
I may be blamed.
But my Diablo is the convict.
He will be famed.
Damn My Diablo.
(65.)Lay Me Unto Die
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Lay me, with your gentle hands.
Out across the stretching sea of sorrow.
Lay me out upon the sands.
So that I may weep and cry.
Wish my pain away.
With weary hands and battered thoughts.
Make me feel as if I'll live another day.
I look to you for a relief today.
Please make my tears dry up.
For their crimson color burns me o so deeply.
The rain that pitters on my window.
It makes me drop o so steeply.
Laying here I think of you.
My God your beauty is so great.
May you live forever.
Death is my dreary fate.
Walk me to my grave.
Let my soul touch the sky.
Even if I should fall to hell.
Please, lay me unto die.
(66.)Addiction
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They walk the world
These bony creatures
Flesh ablaze
With no determination
But to feed their
Addiction
Eyes raw
Violent tongue
Hands of scars
With nothing to hold on to
But their
Addiction
It sets them free
And then they’re found
Lying on the pavement
A pile of bony flesh
They have fed their last
Addiction.
(67.)I Can't
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I can't write another word.
The music has ended.
So hath my soul.
I have no inspiration.
Nothing could make me bold.
No word, no rhyme, I have nothing but time.
Why do I try and write still?
Why don't I just take a pill?
It's end the pain and suffering I go through.
But then there would be no music.
Maybe I should turn it back on.
(68.)I Think
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I sit.
I think.
I think till I reach the brink of no return.
I wander throughout my mind.
But all it does is make me ponder.
Am I real?
Are you fake?
All I know is that I can't make up for my sinful ways.
But I try still.
But then I wonder.
Why am I here?
Who are you, there?
It all just doesn't make sense.
But I must make amends.
I must commend my friends.
For they are the binding thing that keeps me here.
But I can't hold them dear.
Why?
Who?
When?
These questions confuse me but I think still.
It just doesn't make sense.
(69.)Sleep
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Sleep.
Wish I may, wish I might.
I'd sleep away this starry night.
Dream a dream of so much color.
Wish and think,
Of my mother.
Sleep.
It's so hard to get.
Yet so easy to waste.
Can't find a time to fit.
Sleep away the day instead.
The only time,
When I can rest my head.
Insomnia is her name.
Keeping me awake with precise aim.
Wish I may, wish I might.
Get some sleep,
On this starry night.
(70.)You
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May the night take it's time.
I have no need for it.
I just want you.
Let the day drag on forever.
It won't affect me.
I have you.
The Earth can die.
Shall not have a thing on me.
For I have you.
Our souls entwined.
I have you.
You have me.
That's all I need.
(71.)Lost My Words
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The Government took my words.
Stole them with their preverbal swords.
Risin up to knock me down.
I walk the streets to find my words.
I laugh, I smile, in the end I just frown.
Big brother took my words.
Broke my spirit like no other.
But I'll keep on searching.
Took a million years to form this Earth.
Lived in it since birth.
My words took hours to build.
But were destroyed in the bat of an eye.
What about our poor mother Earth?
You know, the thing that gives us worth.
It could do the same.
Disappear in a second.
Freedom and democracy.
The things don't come easy to me.
I lost my words to the man.
Made a speech to tell them wrong.
Hired a man, they showed me who's wrong.
Lost my words in one second.
Lost my life in two.
Took 15 years to form who I am.
Only took a second, to lose my words.
(72.)Alone
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Alone now.
Alone then.
Alone with you.
Alone, always.
(73.)Word Power
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As I write these words.
Someone, somewhere, is going to die.
That makes me glad it's not me.
Every other word I write.
Someone's saying eternally, good night.
When I crack a joke,
A man on his deathbed,
Has one last smoke.
Who dies doesn't bother me.
No it's not the violence and sex,
the stuff I see on T.V.
It's the lessons I learn from everyday life.
That's why I'm happy,
Because I know the power in my words.
So I write these final words.
A homicide note,
One full of deathly things.
So this final sentence explains,
someone, somewhere, just blew out their brains.
(74.)But, I'm a coward.
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My soul aches for your embrace.
But, I'm a coward.
My friend fell down,
couldn't get out of the pit.
Shooulda helped.
But, I'm a coward.
Someone challenged me to a fight.
I knew from their actions,
If I walked away it wouldn't be right.
But they were big.
I should've stayed and defended my honor.
But, I'm a coward.
Could've won with my greats words.
Entered the contest,
Shooulda used my verbs.
But, I'm a coward.
Could show you this poem.
But, I'm a coward.
(75.)Death To Wonka
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Death to Wonka and his evil ways.
Damn that man,
number his days!
His Nerds are not nerdy.
His Taffy not laffy.
Damn that Purple bastard!
Making me buy his candy o so sweet.
He steps on the little man,
fuckin big feet!
Never ending my ass!
That man is like Alice,
Straight through the looking glass!
I hate that man and his Umpa Loompas.
Umpadee doompa this!
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