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and i'm falling cliffside
down towards the waves
and everything is so beautiful like this
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It's great to be out again
feel the warmth of the sun
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I don't know where this came from but I hope you like it.
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Love is like a dove. It's pure and inconcent.
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Welcome to the 1600th block of hell…
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If you could stop time but the cost is that everyone would go insane, would you do it. The world would be free of crime.
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I know it may seem like a long one but if you're a deep thinker, I assure you that this won't disappoint
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this is a poem rich in metaphor. This one goes out to those who can see a world beyond what they are told to believe.
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If i were a bird I would play on my swing all day
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Going to set you free from this pain of me I don’t wanna keep you here anymore
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THANK YOU FOR READING
by loveingreen11
64 lines, 1 comment,
on Feb 26 7:07 AM. In life, thoughts, personal, society, other, freedom, god, agnostic, agnosticism, hope
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America has survived all attempts to destroy
Knowing the cruelty of war
And, we who remain
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Choky chains tangling freedom with tight grips render
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finailly i shall free my soul
redeem my past and make thyself whole
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If the time stood still
And tomorrow never came.
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All I think...
All I see...
All I want...
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a stranger in a strange land
pushed determined through the underbrush
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Metal bars keep her there, trapped.
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Dark as night
light as day
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This poem answers the questions, Are we truly free? and Could we survive in true anarchy?
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I've let this take ahold of me too many times I've told this to take ahold of me every time
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It screams to the world, it sings through the breeze. As it runs through the trees, run with me for I am free.
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Wishful thinking To be realized.
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To die is not to end life
If life is lived in the hands of the saviour
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and steady as herself her feet feel the rocks
as she now pursues the bleach of a perfect sun
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Kill the world with kindness and feed them pills of propaganda.
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One night the criminals in jail...
A note came to them with the detail...
by Climax
60 lines, 14 comments,
on Jan 10 5:11 PM. In Jail, Freedom, Free, Life, Thoughts, Friendship, Happiness, Happy, Friends, Society
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My tears formed a prison. Aphotic and tight they locked up my soul,
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To you, it's an addiction. To me, it's just a choice.
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The alter is set The candles burning bright
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The rain pours down and the people are listening, As the pain takes on the earth, old glory stands high,
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This yellowbird is mocking me
Outside my window
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In silence my lips have been drawing the shapes Of phrases, so vague and deprived of a meaning.
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i am at the edge of this blue green sea
standing on the cliff high above
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I fell, bondless, from the sky
with no arms to catch me
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Tightly grasped, I opened my eyes
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