Wrote this poem a LONG time ago, around 2005. Enjoy:)
Don't let the nervous bleeding that is happening within your brain....
Interpose between you and your love's sweet sweet sweet pain.....
Just give into the influence, the choice that seems so wrong....
Bandage yourself with confidence, let insanity make you strong.....
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You're watching opportunity - plastic bags in the wind....
Spinning, floating, asking, when you'll let it all begin.....
Then comes a burning, yearning urge to rise and take a stand....
Fate finds away, don't turn a cheek, hold her unrelenting hand.....
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Give into fate....
And don't allow sorrow....
And maybe tomorrow you'll feel yourself renewed....
Give into love....
It may be hard to swallow....
Yet wait and see, believe in me....
This may be just the thing for you.......
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Flip through the album of broken hearts and friendships gone astray....
Every laugh and kiss, makes you reminisce, in that film projector way.....
And innocence mixed with ignorance caused dissonance in considerance....
Forcing love and hate to communicate as one in all you say.....
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I ask my friend when will it end, this building of your walls....
You take advice from blackened hearts and graffitied bathroom stalls.....
Rip through these lies and then capsize so you may see the truth....
Take a few steps in that wrong direction, only then will you find you!....
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Give into fate....
And don't allow sorrow....
And maybe tomorrow you'll feel yourself renewed....
Give into love....
It may be hard to swallow....
Yet wait and see, believe in me....
This may be just the thing for you.
