A Riddle For You

standing high I see the whole forst
Limbs stretched, needles green,
I am the ponderosa pine.

Low on the ground, home to small bugs,
Different colors, loose on the ground or tight,
I am the sandstone.

Crunching beneath your feat,
Snapping and breaking, releasing smells,
I am the pine needle.

I shelter small anmals, I give food to some,
I lay short from the ground up, a smell so strong,
I am the sage brush.

I keep all these things alive,
Without me you can not survive
I am water.

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Freedom

What does freedom really mean?
My mother letting me make decisions,
That is freedom.
The ability to make my own passion,
That is freedom.
Smiling when I want to not someone else does,
That is freedom.
My own love for my family,
That is freedom.
Being able to have a great time without being pressured,
That is freedom.
Having a destiny that is up to me,
That is freedom.
Being able to sit in tranquility by myself,
That is freedom.
Standing for my country with liberty on my own will,
That is what freedom really is.

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Perect Fit

You lie above me,
Eyes open to see,
You fit into me so well, so right,
I could stay here with you all night,
Your longs slender body,
Perfect for my open body,
I am ready for you, I smile to let you know
How I feel, that you are not foe,
I open my warm brown body to yours',
The sensation of goodness roars,
Tonight I live until it is done,
For you are the hotdog and I am the bun.

(in this poem I am in fact talking about the hotdog and bun that is food not the other ones..just in case you took it the wrong way...)

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Fate's Battle

He sits amung the blood, amung the sorrow,
He thinks of her, how she left him.
He knows he was right, about her hidden hate,
He learned he was wrong, about her feeling towards him,
He saw the pain behind her eyes, and how they reflected his.
He bacame what he is, he left himself behind,
Now he sits behind the flames, behind her body,
He waits to see, see what will happen.
See what will become, what will end.
He knows he's lost something o this night,
He knows he lost his hope,
He knows he's lost the battle of fate.

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The Burn of Acid

The liquid falls over their body
as they scream in agony

The burning burns their skin
as you stand and watch

They thrash at the chains
to free their uncovered body

They scream
as you smirk and laugh

The acid covers their body
as it rips through them in search of their soul

Their eyes shut as the acid falls in them
as they loose their sight

The room goes scilent
as the acid does it's job

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Element of Life

ICE so cold, so still
slowing, freezing
FIRE so hot, so fast
thriving and burning
ELEMENTS so small, so real
making, destroying
EARTH so alive, so big
turning, evaulving
TIME so haunting, so mysterious
stealing, taking
LIFE so full, so true
being, never stopping
DEATH so cold, so still
slowing, freezing
STONE so still, so perfect
unmoving, changing
WATER so vibrant, so steady
shining, flowing
ETERNITY so long, so full
living, being

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Dreaming Through Glass

Dreaming is like looking through glass,
So vivid,
So real.
Yet on the outside,
You remain.
Looking through a curtain of clarity,
Yet blocked but it's solidity.
Fingers outstretched,
Reaching and grasping,
Yet on the outside,
You still remain.
Familiar faces all around,
Their voices echo in your head,
Whispering and screaming,
Yet on the outside,
You remain.
Standing face to face with fantasy,
So real it could be reality,
Wishing to see the other side,
Your hands press against the glass,

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Changing the World

Suffering can be stopped.
Starving children can be saved.
Hurting women and children can be helped.
Diseased and dying animals can be nurtured back to health.
Pointless Killing of animals can be prevented.
Homelessness can be avoided.
Hate can be calmed.
Wars can be haulted.
Pain can be mended with love.
Cruelty can end.

All that is needed is the movement of people who believe,
Believe that these things can be ended,
That they can be fixed.
For even the most indirect contrubutions can directly effect lives,
And indirectly change the WORLD!

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Serenity

Looking down on Serenity,
So quite in tranquility.
Eyes open wide,
Looking at me by her side,
Looking down I think of her,
As she looks at me and sees a blur.
From this point on she'll grow and grow,
And she'll think time will never slow.
Changing in body, mind, and soul,
Growing as a whole.
Yet these eyes I see,
The same will always be.
They will see so many different things,
As she sees what life may bring.
Always the same heart behind those eyes,
The key to her life, oh so wise.
So quite in tranquility,
Looking down on Serenity.

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Heaven Bound (rap)

Look at me,
who am I you say?
I am no one.
So are you
Your face confused, searching for,
A reasons, a way to fit
Into the crowd.
Made of plastic,
You are nothing more,
A robot,
Created by deception and defeat.
You are nothing
No one is.
We search,
We reach,
For something more,
To become something we're not.
We should all just give up now,
Nothing left to be now.
There aint nothin left to be found

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