(hey guys! haven't been on this in a minute. i just wrote a new poem about 10 minutes ago.. so.. COMMENT! peace x love)
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You speak so just, so sure, so profound
As if you held the key to all creation
Just as if you knew the answer of this situation
(Manipulation)
At its finest, how do you twist and constrain
All the times you've caused such pain
Label me, hurt me, finish me with your names
When we both cheaply played the same game
(The false rise to fame)
Your words, so loud and arrogant
I mentally block myself from hearing them
I might as well blindfold my eyes
From seeing your true lies
For this is not a matter of noise, nor a matter of speech
This conversations consist of words you do not speak
My heart weeps, Your eyes leak.
Mine too, because we cannot fathom the current issue
(Words unsaid cause me to miss you)
Eyes that pierce, there is hate in your stare
Thus mine burn with guilt i wont bare
See this isnt about me or you
This time it is about pure and simple truth
You've said enough with your gestures
This non-verbal conversation is over,
(We are through)
I'll walk away only to say " Good-Bye... "
- JADALYNSTARR.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
fresh writtens !
the truth just lied.
once was Gods child fresh from mommas womb
blessed and full of life yet now i await the tomb
perfectly made by the high ruler of all
roaming the earth patiently waiting the dark angels call
i done been through it all , heard the masters call
lookin over they heads thru the eyes of the tall
made by his hands is what i was told
but why is there now no hand to hold ?
born young, life grows old yet my blood run cold
cuz society made me angry, broke & alone
haha, i cant fathom ? can you imagine?
cause what i thought and imagined truly never happened
i never saw the hand that could cast the magic
ended up on the corner with a purse & jacket
society i hate you look what you made me ?
how can you repay me? for the curse and the evils
in this life of trouble there is no sequel
no part 2 , 3 or 4
im gettin my mind right before my body hits the floor
travelin back thru time to what i knew & how i was livin
the exit out this hell seems to start at the beginning .. .
once was Gods child fresh from mommas womb
blessed and full of life yet now i await the tomb
perfectly made by the high ruler of all
roaming the earth patiently waiting the dark angels call
i done been through it all , heard the masters call
lookin over they heads thru the eyes of the tall
made by his hands is what i was told
but why is there now no hand to hold ?
born young, life grows old yet my blood run cold
cuz society made me angry, broke & alone
haha, i cant fathom ? can you imagine?
cause what i thought and imagined truly never happened
i never saw the hand that could cast the magic
ended up on the corner with a purse & jacket
society i hate you look what you made me ?
how can you repay me? for the curse and the evils
in this life of trouble there is no sequel
no part 2 , 3 or 4
im gettin my mind right before my body hits the floor
travelin back thru time to what i knew & how i was livin
the exit out this hell seems to start at the beginning .. .
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