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A world of hate

I’m trapped inside
A world of lies

And nothing

I Can do

Nothing I can say
I can’t speak
Can’t show

What is inside?
Of the soul

The rich one
Despises the one
Who is poor?

The lame
Despises the
One that walks

And no one
Can tell the truth
On know will

Every one is
Filled with hate

On one can see
The pain of the
One who is?
In the middle

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a sad world

My soul is cold
No feeling is left

No friends
No one
No will

No fate
No death

Here alone
In a cold world
With death

With hate
With lies
With no real
People inside

A soul of love
A deep secret is hold

That no one
Can know
What I feel inside

This is what some people feel like when there are down and no one is there.

Friend

A friend is
Someone that
You can trust

That cares
Someone that would
Tell you the truth

A real friend
Can tell when
You are upset

And would try to
Cheer you up
When you're down

Not some that stabs
You in the back
Or lies to your face

A friend can be
Anyone that you
Meet and that
You talk to

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BRIGHT

I know the poem is short but tell me what you think.


LOOK FOR THE GOOD

Spring day

Summer night

Cool and breeze

Staring sky

Sunshine bright

A glow of light

In the dark

Rain in a drought

Cold in the desert

Hot in the north

The good in the bad

The color in the gray

The rainbow in the gray sky







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The fear in her eyes
Come alive

In the anger
And hate for
The one who
She despises

The mockers
Of the creator

The bully
The one that
Kills the soul
The Devil himself and
His Demons on earth

Mockers of the creator
The one that saves the soul
The one who brings
Life and joy toThe earth

I wrote this one a couple of days ago when I was a little upset.

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his touch

The wind whispers in my ear

I can feel his hand

On my shoulder

I hear a voice

I turn around

Nothing’s there

I hear people talking

No one there

Voices in my head

I can’t stay focus

On this spring

When I think about him

His voice

His touch

The way feel

When he’s around

My heart dying

Inside, waiting to see him

One last time

The wind goes away

The feeling turns cold

The voices disappear

In the air

Everything is done

He is gone forever

I wrote this because I fell this way sometimes when I’m thinking about people I cared for and lost.
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controlled

Everything disappears
Everything is gone
On one cares

No real friends
Nothing to call mine
And nothing to say

People don’t think
People don’t care
They forgot their

Old friends and

They don’t care
Many don’t care

Don’t think
Don’t worry

About the past
Or the future
What it will

Be like
What people say?
Or act like

Don’t worry
Don’t care

I know
I won’t
Let it
Control me
Let it be

Tell me what you think