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BrainwashBelieve what they say
it's absolutely true.
"Don't believe such a nonsense!",
some say that too.

Be flexible, but
never change your mind.
You must be always right
but to err is normal sometimes.

Everything that can be thought
has been thought before you.
You say they brainwash me?
You've been brainwashed too!
Dark DaysMy days are grey
The sky is dark
I haven't got any luck, no

I try to find
a way to escape
But they don't let me walk, no

There's no obstacle
I can't beat
But I'm stuck in this chair

I see through the window
and I find out
People are running for their lives

You think
I have no power, but
If you want war I'll give you war...

My days are dark
The sky is grey
I can find a solution

Already fought
for my country
But I think I'll do it again
MeNobody knows the real me.
I keep her locked safely inside.
Only the closest get to see her.
Other than that she remains hidden.
Hidden from the world.
I see myself as lower than low.
Worthless to all.
That is how I protect myself.
Yet, all I do is hurt myself.
One place I cannot hide myself from,
My writing.
There the real me breaks through.
My true emotions spill out.
Me is breaking free.
Little by little,
One word at a time.
I  am being effected, by this girl,
She is escaping my words.
Breaking free.
Soon she will be seen by all.
Me, myself and I will be one again.
There to shine brightly for all the world to see.
SandcastlesHope like grains of sand,
Sifts through my fingers,
Gathered in a bucket,
Still it never lingers,

I cast my prayers upon the beach,
Wishing they'll be found,
Unanswered they return to me,
Onto this shifting ground,

I'm tired of making sandcastles,
That wash away with the tide,
Instead I'll walk into the sea,
And keep my dreams inside
ImperfectMy stem droops
My petals are awkward
My leaves are brown and wilted

But the other flowers

Their stems are straight
Their petals are perfect
And their leaves are bright and green

The sun shakes his head at me
"A crow amongst doves"
He says

I want to be beautiful
But all I'll ever be
Is an outcast
A pariah
Imperfect
Night OceanBlack water
Made up of
Some kind of
Space liquid

The distant ferries
Look like
Twinkling caterpillars
Crawling along
The icy sea-line

And the white foam
Clings to the grey sand
As the ocean
Forces itself
Upon the reluctant shore
Simply YouA complexion unadorned with the demons of society.
Eyes with gentle waves that cleanse me of worry.
Lips as delicate as the petal of a rose.
A smile so bright the moon is full with envy.
Laughter that fills my ears with the most beautiful of melodies.
A soul of age, of wisdom, and of strength.

A heart that pounds with love for you.
The PassingI hear Bells crying
In my head,
I hear Bells knell
For those passed.

The thrum goes on
For those left behind.

How often do you
Take the time to listen?
How often do you
Soak up that second to see?

This melody called life
Can you taste it? Hear it?
Inhale.
Spices enter your lungs,
Close your eyes.
The ocean envelops your ears.

You only have so long,
Do you spare time to listen?
Do you bring yourself to see?

The thrum goes on,
For those left behind.
Seeking RedemptionSome days I sit back
Taking a sip from my glass
As I think and reminisce
about times gone past

I recall my times fighting
Serving with my brothers
A soldier of our nation
Protector of sons and mothers

But times I think back
to my time's in foreign lands
I remember the many faces
Whose death came by my hand

Did I truly do what was right
Did I do what was just
Or was it all tainted blood
That I made soak into dust

These thoughts haunt me constantly
Like a continually ringing bell
Will I find redemption for what I've done
Or is my soul bound for hell

I am a god fearing man
The only one of my kin
I pray to him day and night
The Little MomentsI didn’t know what was wrong with me, but for the life of me, I couldn’t calm myself down.  I kept bouncing around my loft in a rushed manner while my heart was pounding a million miles an hour in nervousness.  I hadn’t meant to fall asleep on the couch for as long as I had and upon looking at the clock above the TV, I freaked out.  I wasn’t always in a rush, but I was expecting company that required I looked my best.  Well technically it didn’t require that, but I felt it was my duty to look nice; it wasn’t every day I got to see him.

The him I was referring to was Nathan.  Nathan… how do I begin t
Before she says goodbyeBefore she says goodbye
Slam the door in my face
And a dozen roses laying on the floor

Before she says goodbye
I told her I loved her
But it was too late, she already hung up

Before she says goodbye
Give her a kiss
To make up the times that you made her cried

Before she says goodbye
She said we were made for each other
But she let go and fell into pieces

Before she says goodbye
I wanted a second chance
To hold you in my arms once again

Before she says goodbye
She asked you
"Why you even try anymore? It is unless, you can't get back what you already loss."

Before she says goodbye
Be at her place in ten minutes to m
Time to go?Is it time to go?
To leave and let you live?
Are you bored, are you tired?
Red passion now faded gray?
I said I love you, that i need you,
and you said you felt the same.
So I no longer know, what to think
But I know I'll love you, till I die.

-Silver Tongue
Flower of hopeUpon the dark hill, between the gray rocks,
A flower begins to bloom.
After the war, and all life is dead,
This little delicate bud, shows hope,
The possibility of something better,
so despite the odds, she grows,
The small flower, a weed in truth,
All that is left of life.
Is it the last, to sign the end?
Or the first, to start the new world?

-Silver Tongue
Reason to careWhen friends so true, always abandon you,
And those held dear, become your worst fear,
That is when the curtain falls,
That is when you are truly alone,
That is when you speak aloud, but nobody hears you,
no one is to be found.
That is when your actions stop, and cease to cause reaction,
and tears spill down hot.
You are truly alone,
when they loose your feelings,
Truly alone,
When you hide your tears,
So share your thoughts to those around,
And give them reason to care.

-Silver Tongue
My dearest, sweetest, meMy dearest me,

How are you in those future days? How much has really changed?

Is your life what you've dreamt of, or are things still the same?

You're living to the fullest I hope, you've accepted you for you.

I really hope you're the me I know, but living more for two.

Don't look back on the past and say "I wish I'd done this and that."

Because the past is the past (they say), and you'll never get it back.

Don't wish and sigh and dream like now. That wont make much difference.

Embrace your current state of being and learn to love your presence.

I'm helping you to write those wrongs because that's who you are.

At least, I hope that'
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Final Goodbyes

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As I stand on the edge staring down...
My hands bleed from the fence behind...
Lips contorted in a frown...
Hands holding what they will find...

Suns will set before I leave this place...
The waves below will thunder and roar...
Heart now dead will start to race...
This bloody rose will soar...

I've said my good byes to that past...
Mourned and tore myself apart...
Though I swore it would always last...
Deep down in my heart...

A piece of me will always love...
The one I leave this day...
Like the tainted bloody wings of a dove...
Recovered enough to fly away...

Her mate is dead but she must live on...
Forced by others in her chest...
Their hopes rest upon...
What choice she hopes is the best...

That cliff won't be my grave today...
Though a piece of my heart is there...
I'll cry in silent times to say...
Life just isn't fair...

But with tainted wings I must fly...
Another life is pushing me...
Giving up is now a lie...
As shining eyes will see...

I can't wallow forever in this dreadful place...
As the rose I threw flies away...
Tears blown from my face...
Waiting for sunrise to be my new day...

Back over that fence with the sun at my back...
To smiling faces I know...
Though strength is what I lack...
I smile back to show...

He'll forever be in my heart...
But life continues around me...
With that as my jump start...
I finally begin to see...

The friends who missed my smile...
My new reason for being alive...
Even though it's been awhile...
I will somehow survive.

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Final Goodbyesby ~KawaiiDay

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Moving on is hard... but if you find a reason to do it... it's the best feeling in the world when you feel alive again.
©2009-2013 ~KawaiiDay
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=oakleafninja23 Nov 16, 2012  Student General Artist
Awww... *hugs* It is the best feeling in the world when you start to live again.
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