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Bottle my heart,
Use it as ink.
Don't push me over the edge,
I'll drag you off the brink.
I'm young,
And I'm loud,
And got plenty to say.
I'll keep shouting,
Till you listen,
I'm through running away!
They say they're dominant,
We are the people of humanity.
This world's lost,
Caught up in the jaws of insanity.
The snake might be big,
But we can still fight.
Sparks keep on flying,
So it's time to ignite!
The young are strong,
The old have a voice.
Lets remind them all,
That this is still OUR choice!
Stone me,
Break me,
Buy you'll never take me,
Alive.
I will keep on fighting,
Igniting,
My will to survive.
SOPA,
PIPA,
Worse than I've ever seen,
Do they really understand,
What our rights even mean?
And tell me the truth,
About the NDAA.
Shouldn't everyone get their rights,
In the USA?
WE were built on freedom,
But now,
All we care about is power.
Those on high,
Signing papers,
Getting richer,
By the HOUR!
Those on the bottom,
Made out of skin and BONE.
Not a job in sight,
So a shelter's their HOME.
Addiction running rampant,
Disease on the street.
Living in such hard times,
This kinda thing's hard to beat.
Shine a little light,
Stand tall and PROUD.
Make yourself heard,
Go on and get LOUD!
Cry out broken hearted,
Let the world hear your VOICE!
This is not what you planned,
This life wasn't your CHOICE!
From the day this land started,
Lead by George washington,
We prized our freedoms,
But now they're lost,
Use it as ink.
Don't push me over the edge,
I'll drag you off the brink.
I'm young,
And I'm loud,
And got plenty to say.
I'll keep shouting,
Till you listen,
I'm through running away!
They say they're dominant,
We are the people of humanity.
This world's lost,
Caught up in the jaws of insanity.
The snake might be big,
But we can still fight.
Sparks keep on flying,
So it's time to ignite!
The young are strong,
The old have a voice.
Lets remind them all,
That this is still OUR choice!
Stone me,
Break me,
Buy you'll never take me,
Alive.
I will keep on fighting,
Igniting,
My will to survive.
SOPA,
PIPA,
Worse than I've ever seen,
Do they really understand,
What our rights even mean?
And tell me the truth,
About the NDAA.
Shouldn't everyone get their rights,
In the USA?
WE were built on freedom,
But now,
All we care about is power.
Those on high,
Signing papers,
Getting richer,
By the HOUR!
Those on the bottom,
Made out of skin and BONE.
Not a job in sight,
So a shelter's their HOME.
Addiction running rampant,
Disease on the street.
Living in such hard times,
This kinda thing's hard to beat.
Shine a little light,
Stand tall and PROUD.
Make yourself heard,
Go on and get LOUD!
Cry out broken hearted,
Let the world hear your VOICE!
This is not what you planned,
This life wasn't your CHOICE!
From the day this land started,
Lead by George washington,
We prized our freedoms,
But now they're lost,
ONE BY ONE.
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Which Way?
Have you seen me?
Walking down a winding road
Have you met me?
In the early morning
Did you ask me where I was going?
And what did I say
Did I know myself better?
Than I do these days
Have you traveled there again since then?
Along that dusty trail
Have you seen my shadow wondering?
As the trees in cold wind sway
Do you hear me crying?
Which way
Which way?
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Ponderer
People
Dares
Senselessness
Unfair
Hope
Planet
Overpopulation
Eternity
Blessings
Gratefulness
Sin
Intoxication
Cruelty
Parents
Love
Alone
Wolf
Petty
Grass
Trodden
Flat
Stupidity
Theories
String
Guitar
Music
Symphony
Screams
Cold
House
Warm
Snow
Little
Things
I
Think
About
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Walking On
Standing - Alone - on a beachfront: the one constant pitch of the rugged ocean breeze crackles through my hair and my sodden layers. With my hands wedged firmly in my pockets I watch as a grey sky slides overhead and listen intently to the deep blue sea just in case it has any secrets to share with me.
No sleep or work to be had - only observing.
Occasionally I think to hear somebody calling my name from behind: I turn to find only quiet dunes, so I return my eyes to the sea again.
It is only when I hear footsteps that my attention is divided.
A girl; all I can see walking. I cannot tell her height, the colour of her eyes, her hair, her s
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Anyone else from the US some what diturbed by the trend of our rights being bled off, ONE BY ONE?! I think It's time for everyone to stand up and tell the gov't to back the f*** off! They've already cut people's right to due process and exemption from cruel and unusual punishment. I'm posting something soon, to organize an event. I don't know about anyone else, but I'm showing that I have a spine. *smiles evilly* It's never wise for a snake to try and swallow a pyromaniac who has a passion for words, as they tend to blow things up with a few sticks of verbal TNT.
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Truthful, strong and fightening, and very very powerful. Brilliant work.