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How could you forget me Along a trail of forget me nots, How could you not love me Amongst the red roses, a sign of love, How could you hurt me Surrounded by such tender things, We dwelt in nature for sanctuary Yet you still manage to betray me.
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Life’s not great when you’re not feeling it How do you get motivated and inspired to rise to this, When you know it’s easier just to let stuff go Stay on the slide in an apathetic flow, But somehow we have to find an answer to this Comeback hard and discover a new lift, That…
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Locked out of Twitter For a use of a bad word, For speaking out against the corrupt It all seems kind of absurd, That this government can do And say just what they please, Like people can feed themselves For just 30 pennies, And celebrate the opening Of more and more food banks, And like…
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Don’t look down at those trying to survive As the ones that are making for you, a hard life, Don’t look around who are managing the same as you to get by As the ones that are making for you, a hard life, Look up at those who make the rules, those in wealth exploiting…
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Here comet jack boot Britain Ruled with feverish nationalism, Pretty soon the black shirts Will be out and worn again, By those claiming white supremacy fame Is the new winning order of the day, Most to think they just follow It’s as if their minds are hollow, Watch as the walk Like robots down the…
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I can’t seem to write Without saying something, Spreading a message Not saying just nothing, There’s a message to be told In every poem and story, A chance to discover real glory, Which can be found Wherever you choose to look, It’s found in truth So do not be mistook, Search for it, find it…
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Sparsity has always been a friend of mine Having nothing is my life defined, Though I admit it often plays on my mind I can’t let it worry me, I am not that way inclined, Would it make me happy? I think it would Make life comfortable like I think it should, It would take…
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Manner from heaven Despite a fall from grace, Angels in a disturbed state, Gathering in clusters With dirt on their faces, Held in the misery Representing all races, Once guardians They are all lost to them, These angels know For them the falling, Never really ends.
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Great people have spoken great words Emanant philosophers created great works, Yet has mankind learnt and been guided by them? Not from where I stand and from what I am seeing.
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My love for you is so deep That it makes me cry and weep, Not out of sadness but because in me, I’ve never felt this depth of passion before It strips away everything within and leaves me raw, I love you like I’ve never loved any other soul before And it grips my very…
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