Tag: sad
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Spoken Word Piece
I look through the pages of my lifeAnd as I’m looking it dawns on meThis self made conspiracyThat took love from meThis once burning desireTo love and be lovedHad long ago lost it’s fireAnd I’m stuck here wonderingWhat happened to meThe dove full of loveWho needed to be lovedWound up empty insideLike that part of…
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Past Affairs Of The Heart
You were the depth to my oceanThe cloud in my skyI would have done almost anythingTo be that twinkle in your eyeSitting in my house just daydreamingI waited hours on inTo hear your voiceJust to have your hands on my skinI must admitI was intoxicatedWith the essence of youI was captivatedBy the finessing of youI…
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Withered Flowers
He gave her some flowersPlaced in her handHe didn’t seem to noticeShe was barren land The flowers began wiltingWhen she stroked the petalShe was plagued with deathHaunted by the devil She wanted to exude lifeIt just evaded her so elusiveShe just couldn’t grab a holdHappiness for her seemed inconclusive Her heart felt heavyShe laid the…
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Whirlwind
I feel like a category five hurricaneHas came and left me in a strainMy heart is shatteredMy mind is blastedWho would have knewHow long the pain has lastedI’m soaking in the pastSomething inside just won’t let me goI fight and I struggleOnly to budge just a littleNever moving a muscleLike I’m moonwalking in placeGravity holding…
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I’m Broken
Something is so heavy on my chestI’m smotheringBreathing labored, trying to escapeI’m strugglingThe pain is thicker than bloodI’m serratedCan’t go on much longerI’m deflatedMy past has it’s claws in meI’m frozenThat’s why I seem so coldI’m chosenTo carry every scar, every gashI’m damagedHere, but never really hereI’m challengedMolded half nice, half messyI’m brokenCan’t seem to…
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Without Love
I look through the pages of my lifeAnd as I’m looking it dawns on meThis self made conspiracyThat took love from meThis once burning desireTo love and be lovedHad long ago lost it’s fireAnd I’m stuck here wonderingWhat happened to meThe dove full of loveWho needed to be lovedWound up empty insideLike that part of…
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Poverty
What is poverty to me… Its my daily reality… Stomach empty like the heart spots… Of the haves who take from the have nots… Consistently before the sun drops… Greed is their anthem nonstop… Drinking water to curve the pain… The pain that paints the painful stain… Of the grumbles and growls… While the greedy…