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Kaleb Gonzalez

Just So You Know...

Okay so its over,
our love broken into a million pieces,
my wound i tried to cover,
but anybody can see this,
a gaping hole? ,
no more like a crater,
that hurts now and later,
can't wait till i become whole,
my ears cannot handle your name,
shes comes along,
but she is not the same,
a totally different song,
no amount of gps,
could lead me to your heart,
my love is in your shopping kart,
your beyond the best,
your shine,
is like snow,
in my head sublime,
just so you know..

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Upon The Opening of My Mind

At the poet wear you gain your identity,
someone takes it for eternity,
rips it along with your ego,
a ghost that haunts you no matter when you go,
the voices in the hall,
tell secrets and the tale of your epic fall,
its just gossip,
but you still trip,
feeling equal with the inferiors,
while being shunned by your superiors,
3 strikes your out,
no chance to learn when your about,
a whisper to the left,
a mumble of words under ones breath,
visions of the future blocked by the clouds of the past,
how long will this last,
time for a turn around,
hate stomped to the ground,
doubt is erased,
instead faith and hope is placed,

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Music or Her

My girl ask a question to me,
she asked the music or she,
i looked at her with a stupid look,
watched as the words came out while her head shook,
i thought about my favorite bands,
then i thought about the feel of her hands,
the song stuck in my head,
quickly replaced by the image of her instend,
my brain and heart is at war,
leave her my mind wonders, leave music my heart is out the door,
the sound or the touch,
the thought of it is to much,
the final note i will share,
the final touch of her hair,
call me a felon leaving music is criminal,
but you could call me crazy, leaving her would drive me mental,
i wish you both could fuse,
to my music you could be my muse,
i just wait for that day,
i try to make it happen in any way,

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