Nez Nut

I'm sitting in my room
thinking of a new poem for you
i just came back from the shop
who fixed watches and does clocks
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slaves kill meals steal
crush rush break kick
slash mash cash dash
claw paw gnaw maw
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Hopes

I hope to be famous
I hope to be rich
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dash out of the house and into the lawn
you run past your neighbours and faster than their dogs
you run past the traffic light that makes your dad sigh
you run past your friends who loves your mums horrid cookin
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Glowing
like larva
the shimmers of light rays
burst thorough the coming night
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Walking like a drunk
I tumble down on a field
the soft green grass below
my beautiful partner by my side
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What if you had a gun at your head
Ready to blow
Youre given a free wish of anything before you go
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Harold is round jolly kid
Loves lollipop, candy and all things sweet
Chocolate was his favourite
Everyone knew that
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To my one and only, my little baby.

Dear farisya, you made me so complete
Filled me with your heart so big
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i know that roses are red and violets are blue
i love you and you to me too
but what if the world isnt the way it used to be,
what if roses were black and fire was grey
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you thrust the bloody sword in the air with shame
only to hide that you cheated in the game
the game where you roll the dice
and take someones life
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as you walk out of the room my dear son, you'll be greeted with rays of sun
brighten up your eyes, brighten up your mind
the sun will help you even if you cry
the light will give you warmth, that heats up the heart
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you know its dark when the sun had fallen
under the grounds and gone for the day
under my shoes that is worn for the day
but god was kind, god was caring
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the world doesnt seem to be the way it used to be
frolicking and dance was what it used to be
drinking and singing made us people see
the light that shines above smiling with glee
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Its the thing that shine
it screws up your mind
makes you salavitate
and you suddenly hate
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you wake from your dream
screaming and wailing for something
you twist and you turn
and make yourself aheard
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Love is You
Love is Me
Love is an Appletree
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This is a poem without a title
words without a goal
leading us to nowhere
almost without a soul
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It's the 4th of july,2010
Our 20th has finally appeared
We're 15, loving, caring
Hopin that someday we'd get married
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It's been a long time since i've posted the lines
I'm wondering whether my words still rhyme

it's been a long time i've dedicated my time for this site
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