That Sweet Kiss
but a kiss is just a kiss
and hand will never miss
but when the hands a fist
and you think that they might miss
life sealed with that one simple kiss
and your lips will never miss that
one sweet kiss..
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Unwasted
Pain killing, calling wanting, Pain hurting waisting wanting pain loving loosing pain. cutting slicing bleeding blood pain, Yelling screaming fighting back. killing hating loving living wanting pain killing calling wanting.
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When Good Meets Evil
When good meets evil the world twist into one.
When good turns bad the earth is right again.
When your mean im nice and im sound.
You try to make the world go round.
When good meets evil the moon meets the sun.
When good meets evil life truly has become.
Real or Fake?
Nice or Mean?
Love is rough.
Love is dumb.
When good meets evil love has truly won.
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Diffrent People Diffrent Pains
Laying in her room music blairing
parents yelling tears pouring from her eyes
gasping for air like she is dieing. people don't understand
how other people with illnesses think.
people in the world are hurting people stare at us
like we don't belong. maybe we don't. but we are here
we are living so if your hurting just know other people are worest
off then you. Take it easy Just for once.
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I Fear You
hate is just an under study of what i feel when i see your face
its more like fear, fear is what i see i fear the world around me
i fear sad and lonely times i fear the light and the dark i fear your voice
i fear you and your friends. i hate my life and yours. please please pull
me out of my misory! i just wish i could let it out but i cant! ! i hold it in
because i cant trust you or them!
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Death by dieing numbers
Death slowly rising and falling
Numbers getting bigger
people fading fast
Hollocaust was not happy
nore was it grand
death has hit them fast
Hitler was mean
he was never really seen as
a nice man.
he killed for no reason for no meaning
he killed cuz he wasnt sane he sure wasnt all there
Death coming to a hult slowling coming to a end.
death by deing numbers the we will never forget! !
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Rapping isnt just rhyming and Poetry isnt just loving.
Poetry is like Rapping a game of grate rhyming and of victory. Rapping is suposed
to be mean and poetry is suposed to be lovey and sappy.
I say rapping and poetry mean what they mean.
keep rapping and rhyming dont let no body tell you how to write what u feel
Rapping is a game of give and take Poetry is a game of rhyming and english words
Rapping is not just a game and poetry is not just the name of rapping with love.
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