GOD Loves You
GOD loves you,
whether you like it or not,
GOD will always care.
GOD is with you where you go,
here, there or anywhere.
Below the ground,
high in the air,
GOD is everywhere.
GOD loves you whether
you like it or not,
GOD will always care...
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Virgins dont do Evil.
Virgins don't do evil,
or so I've heard it said.
But wicked thoughts do virgins think,
theyre sinister in head.
Hide behind their innocence,
and you cant prove me wrong.
Not given in by consequence,
yet lost from feelings strong.
You lose that treasure it's to late,
forever pay the cost.
Virgins don't do evil,
till virginity is lost.
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Man Behind the Mirror
I see an evil wicked man,
who lays in wait,
and makes his plans.
For bringing fear upon a face,
ending lives without replace.
No shame,
no guilt,
no disgrace,
I'm staring at him face to face.
The evil man stares back at me,
what he's in store is not believed.
All these plans he's made I see,
this pictures getting clearer.
I'm this man behind the mirror.
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Doggy
I don't just see in black and white,
there are some hues I view.
And when I flash my pearly whites,
best hope its not at you.
Cause when I smile it is in anger,
and Ive been known to bite.
I speak to everything that moves,
within my line of sight.
There is a sign upon the fence,
warning you beware.
So move along if you don't belong,
cause your not welcome here.
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Little Bitty Chocolate Dog
My little bitty chocolate dog,
gets smaller everyday.
But seems that I just cant resist,
from licking on her face.
I brought her home and sit her down,
which is exactly where she stays.
But little bit by little bit,
she seems to go away.
I love my little chocolate dog,
a puppy cant be sweeter.
She never makes a single sound,
and I don't have to feed her.
Soon I'll get another dog,
this is truth I say.
Because my little bitty chocolate dog,
gets smaller everyday.
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Hidden Truth
Is there a place where I can go,
to find some truth,
I'd like to know.
Truth cannot be found in size,
small swells big,
big shrinks to hide.
Truth cannot be found in color,
without light ones like the other.
Truth cannot be found in men,
we've all lied once,
we'll lie again.
Truth is more a hopeful wish,
a dreamful thought that flows from lips.
A pleasantry that few have known,
that few have seen or even shown.
Truth is just a word that hides,
within a world thats full of lies.
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You Temp Me so
You temp me so to change my ways,
like a leaf true does change color.
But also they do fall away,
so the tree can bloom another.
You temp me so to change my ways,
like a rock the flow of streams.
But without the nourishment of rain,
becomes the driest of all things.
You temp me so to change my ways,
like the circle of the wind.
Never knowing where it starts,
or where its breeze will end.
You temp me so to change my ways,
to your lover from your friend.
These are the hardest words to say,
you temp me so to change my ways.
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Dreams of Poetry
Some men dream for fortune,
others dream for fame.
Some to go where none have been,
most dreams are all the same.
Some men dream of lovers,
so do some for hate.
Many dream to die in peace,
and be let inside GODS gates.
Men do dream for peace on earth,
a son born first in birth.
Many still do dream has children,
and want their moneys worth,
But me I dream of pleasure,
for men who read my words.
I dream to be poet,
a poet whom is heard.
Heard and loved and wanted for,
what lies inside my heart.
When I dream of anything,
poetry is where it starts...
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I'm Twisted and Evil
I'm twisted its true,
and its all because of you.
All the hateful things you said,
and what you've put me through.
I'm evil indeed,
and its all because of me.
The things I put before my eyes,
and the books I like to read.
Twisted and evil,
and up to no damn good.
I want so bad just to be loved,
why aint that understood.
Take out my pain on some one else,
is the only thing I know.
These twisted evil ways of mine,
are all Ive got to show.
I'm twisted and evil,
through my flesh down to the bone.
And I do twisted evil things,
just thought you'd like to know.
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Edgar Allens Crow
All outside is white as snow,
except for Edgar Allen's crow.
Quietly and so serene,
till Edgar Allen's crow does scream.
Waking me from peaceful dreams,
to hatred in the night.
Now I know all Edgar Allen's,
madness in his write.
Stalkingly he walks the window,
pecking on the vane.
Now I know why Edgar Allen,
wrote of things insane.
Tis not a raven in my head,
that drives me to these words.
But this blackened beast which will not cease,
hes such a noisy bird.
I scream and shoo but he don't move,
seems fear he does not know.
Hes not a the raven that I think,
hes Edgar Allen's Crow.
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