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GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA...IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE HAS SAID IT...TIME IS A FLUID THING...WE MAY NOT SEE IT IN THE MOMENT BUT IT COMES INTO REALITY...THE DREAMING SOUL IS AWAKENED INTO THE REALITY TO BUILD SOMEHTING BETTER...END POVERTY...END HOMELESSNESS...END THE STRUGGLE OF NONESENSE...PAY FOR COLLEGE...I AM A TRILLIONAIRE...A TRILLIONAIRE I AM...A TRILLIONAIRE I WILL BE...THE UNIVERSE BUILDS...THE UNIVERSE DECIDES...THE UNIVERSE WANTS WANTING HEARTS TO CREATE A BETTER WORLD...A WORLD WITHOUT SUFFERING FOR SUFFERING SHAKE...WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD...THE WORLD WILL BE CHANGED...THESE WORDS ARE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE MUST GIVE...THE UNIVERSE WILL GIVE...ENDLESS AND ENDLESS IT WILL GIVE IF I BUILD...IF I CREATE...IT WILL OPEN THE ENDLESS CHEST OF ENDLESSNESS...TRILLIONAIRE...I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE BUT I WILL BE ONE...I KNOW IT...I FEEL IT...I SEE IT...IT WILL BE...IT IS...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA...IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE HAS SAID IT...TIME IS A FLUID THING...WE MAY NOT SEE IT IN THE MOMENT BUT IT COMES INTO REALITY...THE DREAMING SOUL IS AWAKENED INTO THE REALITY TO BUILD SOMEHTING BETTER...END POVERTY...END HOMELESSNESS...END THE STRUGGLE OF NONESENSE...PAY FOR COLLEGE...I AM A TRILLIONAIRE...A TRILLIONAIRE I AM...A TRILLIONAIRE I WILL BE...THE UNIVERSE BUILDS...THE UNIVERSE DECIDES...THE UNIVERSE WANTS WANTING HEARTS TO CREATE A BETTER WORLD...A WORLD WITHOUT SUFFERING FOR SUFFERING SHAKE...WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD...THE WORLD WILL BE CHANGED...THESE WORDS ARE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE MUST GIVE...THE UNIVERSE WILL GIVE...ENDLESS AND ENDLESS IT WILL GIVE IF I BUILD...IF I CREATE...IT WILL OPEN THE ENDLESS CHEST OF ENDLESSNESS...TRILLIONAIRE...I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE BUT I WILL BE ONE...I KNOW IT...I FEEL IT...I SEE IT...IT WILL BE...IT IS...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA...IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE HAS SAID IT...TIME IS A FLUID THING...WE MAY NOT SEE IT IN THE MOMENT BUT IT COMES INTO REALITY...THE DREAMING SOUL IS AWAKENED INTO THE REALITY TO BUILD SOMEHTING BETTER...END POVERTY...END HOMELESSNESS...END THE STRUGGLE OF NONESENSE...PAY FOR COLLEGE...I AM A TRILLIONAIRE...A TRILLIONAIRE I AM...A TRILLIONAIRE I WILL BE...THE UNIVERSE BUILDS...THE UNIVERSE DECIDES...THE UNIVERSE WANTS WANTING HEARTS TO CREATE A BETTER WORLD...A WORLD WITHOUT SUFFERING FOR SUFFERING SHAKE...WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD...THE WORLD WILL BE CHANGED...THESE WORDS ARE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE MUST GIVE...THE UNIVERSE WILL GIVE...ENDLESS AND ENDLESS IT WILL GIVE IF I BUILD...IF I CREATE...IT WILL OPEN THE ENDLESS CHEST OF ENDLESSNESS...TRILLIONAIRE...I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE BUT I WILL BE ONE...I KNOW IT...I FEEL IT...I SEE IT...IT WILL BE...IT IS...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA...IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE HAS SAID IT...TIME IS A FLUID THING...WE MAY NOT SEE IT IN THE MOMENT BUT IT COMES INTO REALITY...THE DREAMING SOUL IS AWAKENED INTO THE REALITY TO BUILD SOMEHTING BETTER...END POVERTY...END HOMELESSNESS...END THE STRUGGLE OF NONESENSE...PAY FOR COLLEGE...I AM A TRILLIONAIRE...A TRILLIONAIRE I AM...A TRILLIONAIRE I WILL BE...THE UNIVERSE BUILDS...THE UNIVERSE DECIDES...THE UNIVERSE WANTS WANTING HEARTS TO CREATE A BETTER WORLD...A WORLD WITHOUT SUFFERING FOR SUFFERING SHAKE...WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD...THE WORLD WILL BE CHANGED...THESE WORDS ARE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE MUST GIVE...THE UNIVERSE WILL GIVE...ENDLESS AND ENDLESS IT WILL GIVE IF I BUILD...IF I CREATE...IT WILL OPEN THE ENDLESS CHEST OF ENDLESSNESS...TRILLIONAIRE...I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE BUT I WILL BE ONE...I KNOW IT...I FEEL IT...I SEE IT...IT WILL BE...IT IS...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA...IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE HAS SAID IT...TIME IS A FLUID THING...WE MAY NOT SEE IT IN THE MOMENT BUT IT COMES INTO REALITY...THE DREAMING SOUL IS AWAKENED INTO THE REALITY TO BUILD SOMEHTING BETTER...END POVERTY...END HOMELESSNESS...END THE STRUGGLE OF NONESENSE...PAY FOR COLLEGE...I AM A TRILLIONAIRE...A TRILLIONAIRE I AM...A TRILLIONAIRE I WILL BE...THE UNIVERSE BUILDS...THE UNIVERSE DECIDES...THE UNIVERSE WANTS WANTING HEARTS TO CREATE A BETTER WORLD...A WORLD WITHOUT SUFFERING FOR SUFFERING SHAKE...WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD...THE WORLD WILL BE CHANGED...THESE WORDS ARE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE MUST GIVE...THE UNIVERSE WILL GIVE...ENDLESS AND ENDLESS IT WILL GIVE IF I BUILD...IF I CREATE...IT WILL OPEN THE ENDLESS CHEST OF ENDLESSNESS...TRILLIONAIRE...I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE BUT I WILL BE ONE...I KNOW IT...I FEEL IT...I SEE IT...IT WILL BE...IT IS...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA...IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE HAS SAID IT...TIME IS A FLUID THING...WE MAY NOT SEE IT IN THE MOMENT BUT IT COMES INTO REALITY...THE DREAMING SOUL IS AWAKENED INTO THE REALITY TO BUILD SOMEHTING BETTER...END POVERTY...END HOMELESSNESS...END THE STRUGGLE OF NONESENSE...PAY FOR COLLEGE...I AM A TRILLIONAIRE...A TRILLIONAIRE I AM...A TRILLIONAIRE I WILL BE...THE UNIVERSE BUILDS...THE UNIVERSE DECIDES...THE UNIVERSE WANTS WANTING HEARTS TO CREATE A BETTER WORLD...A WORLD WITHOUT SUFFERING FOR SUFFERING SHAKE...WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD...THE WORLD WILL BE CHANGED...THESE WORDS ARE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE MUST GIVE...THE UNIVERSE WILL GIVE...ENDLESS AND ENDLESS IT WILL GIVE IF I BUILD...IF I CREATE...IT WILL OPEN THE ENDLESS CHEST OF ENDLESSNESS...TRILLIONAIRE...I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE BUT I WILL BE ONE...I KNOW IT...I FEEL IT...I SEE IT...IT WILL BE...IT IS...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA...IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE HAS SAID IT...TIME IS A FLUID THING...WE MAY NOT SEE IT IN THE MOMENT BUT IT COMES INTO REALITY...THE DREAMING SOUL IS AWAKENED INTO THE REALITY TO BUILD SOMEHTING BETTER...END POVERTY...END HOMELESSNESS...END THE STRUGGLE OF NONESENSE...PAY FOR COLLEGE...I AM A TRILLIONAIRE...A TRILLIONAIRE I AM...A TRILLIONAIRE I WILL BE...THE UNIVERSE BUILDS...THE UNIVERSE DECIDES...THE UNIVERSE WANTS WANTING HEARTS TO CREATE A BETTER WORLD...A WORLD WITHOUT SUFFERING FOR SUFFERING SHAKE...WE WILL CHANGE THE WORLD...THE WORLD WILL BE CHANGED...THESE WORDS ARE SENT OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE...GRANT-GREY PORTER HAWK GUDA IS A TRILLIONAIRE...THE UNIVERSE MUST GIVE...THE UNIVERSE WILL GIVE...ENDLESS AND ENDLESS IT WILL GIVE IF I BUILD...IF I CREATE...IT WILL OPEN THE ENDLESS CHEST OF ENDLESSNESS...TRILLIONAIRE...I WON'T BE THE ONLY ONE BUT I WILL BE ONE...I KNOW IT...I FEEL IT...I SEE IT...IT WILL BE...IT IS...

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Broken heart

Thu, 04/30/2020 - 09:45 -- Bezzy

Thanks to those I showed love and turned their back against me
Left me bruised and battered
Treated me like a person who is unworthy of love
You really played a role in my life

Thanks to those I showed love and gave me more of it return
Accolades and showers of encomiums I bring unto you
You will forever remain in my memory

Thanks to those I showed love and said goodbye to me
Thanks to those who left me anticipating their love in return
You have taught me how to stay strong and use my heart LESS
Because I'm tired of being deceived and heart broken
—BEZZY

This poem is about: 
Me

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Through My Eyes

 I'm watching the cars go by

One by one they all fly

This is a constant site I see in my head

So I grab a pen and paper to write about it instead

About the yellows and reds flashing before my eyes

How I always manage to make myself cry

Its not the intention to make people want to listen

But the need to see my face once again glisten 

This poem may not mean much to you

But this is simply the only way I make it through

This poem is about: 
Me

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Abyss

What do you call one who has lost themselves?

No longer themselves, lost behind the mask

They place upon themselves to make it through society.

What becomes of their reality?

Falling into the nothing that they've become,

Lost inside of the abstract norm.

A ghost, a mimic, a shade of a human.

Empty, a void, when you no longer know who you are,

You simply become an abyss.

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What is love?

Sat, 10/17/2020 - 11:49 -- Becky16

Love is the silence

Love is the disability

Love is like a sky full of stars

Love is weakness

Love is like the dark nigh without knowing the end

Love is the silence

Love is persistent opinion

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Calamity

Locations

36532
United States
30° 29' 15.4968" N, 87° 52' 28.614" W
36532
United States
30° 29' 15.4968" N, 87° 52' 28.614" W
 
 
Rushing thoughts
empty ideas
heart beats fast
comprehension slow
going in circles
around a drain
around a block
lost or losing
 
eyes blink fast
like humming bird's wings 
no flight yet
 
tremors shake the world
foundations crumble away
giving structure to chaos
 
writing escapes the line
an inmate on the run
panic attacks reason
rising 
revolting. 
 
And the tension grows
crowding out lungs. 
Choking
my actions fail
my words fail
and them it's gone. 

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Double dare

Romans 5:7-8 

(For rarely will anyone die for a righteous person,

though for a good person perhaps someone might possibly dare to die.)

 8 But God demonstrates His own love for us, in that while we were still sinners,

Christ died for us.

 

 

Dare me to understand and I will show my blindness

Dare me to step out on faith and I’ll curl up in kindness

Dare me to touch a hand and I’ll expose God’s love

Dare me to draw pictures on my way to the “above”

 

Dare me to sing a song when grief has conquered me

Dare me to smile happily when sadness buries me deep

Dare me to trust my God when faith seems drained away

Dare me to reach beyond the plot that temporal wants to play

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
My community

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Lively Dine

Life shall be lovely,

However, only stitches will make it more soggy, 

Try not too hard to sit on its surface, 

It doesn't want thee to make it seem it's complex,

Just always remember,

Flow with the show, 

Trip your toes,

Flex your bones,

And die a happy smile. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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The Life I Cannot Live

Location

83406
United States
43° 25' 35.706" N, 111° 54' 16.0596" W

Dragons can breathe fire
And soar through fluffy clouds,
With me upon their backs I ride
Where bullies are not allowed.

We fly up to the stars above
And once around the sun,
But my legs hurt from sitting
And now I long to run.

So we stop on the moon,
My dragon and I,
To run around and stretch our legs
Until again we fly.

We descend again on Earth,
Into a lush meadow
Where sheep come to cuddle
And raise me when I'm low.

Their wool is soft and comforting
So I rest upon it my head.
The illusion shatters now,
As I sit up in bed.

I rise from sleep
And dread the day
Because I know
What He will say.

I go to school to face my fear
And hope that I can stand,
Only to be pushed down again
By the meanest in the land.

I come home in the evening
With bruises and a limp,
And am greeted by my father
Who labels me a wimp.

After further hitting
And a new black eye as well,
I make my way to my room
And hope my eyes won't swell.

It's times like this when I think
How my life would have been changed
Had she not left me all alone
To face my father's rage.

I pick up my pen
And begin to write my deepest desires,
Because real life is mearly
A dream that backfired.

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The Accusation

Location

10029
United States
40° 47' 29.9076" N, 73° 56' 41.2764" W

Gentlemen of the jury, here I bring you now
A man charged with murder; a fair trial he was allowed
There is no doubt he is guilty, but I won’t jump the gun, won’t accuse
I will just give you the facts, what happened, the info, the news.

This happened last week, and the magnitude is great
The error of his ways he will soon carry, feeling the burden of its weight
This man before us, with his hood on and head down
His ambiance is eerie; since he’s been here he has not made a sound

Gentlemen of the jury, this is what I have found
On Columbus circle, where Donald Trump’s hotel has its renown
Up in room 82, it is a sight for sore eyes
Where a lovely young girl met her demise

No one was awake, and no one was passing by.
For it was far too early in the morning, maybe around four or five.
It’s saddening to think that maybe things could have changed
If someone was walking the halls, maybe a maid cleaning a stain

Gentlemen of the jury, the room was immoral and obscene
There was blood from the bathroom to the kitchen, and everywhere in between
Sheets torn, glass broken, cloths and possessions thrown around
Severed limbs on the floor, it left me confound
Now here is where things get unsettling, our information seemed deceiving
There was no evidence of him even being there. Not even the cameras caught him entering or leaving
How did we find him is a question you might ask.
The answer is simple, and we found him fairly fast

Gentlemen of the jury, where we went to was her family
We asked if they had any information that will help is us with this tragedy.
They told us she has a psycho boyfriend who lived near central park west
So we went there with cops, some of NYPD’s best

We broke down his door and there he was, sitting in front of her pictures
And right next to him was the gloves and knife, still bloody, ironically resting upon an open bible scripture
So we cuffed him, told him his rights, and there is nothing more to say
And that brings us back now, to where we are today

Gentlemen of the jury, I hope you have heard me well
I think I know where your decisions are headed, but only time will tell
Still bewilderingly quiet, I will ask the defendant one thing before I conclude.
Do you oppose anything I have said, and speak up, don’t be rude”

At last the man had looked up, his eyes they screamed one word, hostile
His stare was cold and he looked at the plaintiff with a dark and creepy smile
The room was silent with suspense and the plaintiff looked vexed
Then the man finally said, “No, but somebody is going to be next”

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omnegron

i dont usually write this kind of stuff but it came out really well