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JakeLMartinez

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since November 2014
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Three rings

November 5, 2014

Hell ain't a place, but a word now used to describe the situation

Hell ain't nothing without a king, but now it has an emperor, a god, and leader.

Heaven is not a dream too far away, but a place I called my home

Heaven was where I slept and laid my dream with my words, but never materilized. 

Inferno ain't dead inside my heart or mind, but it's a driving power for me and it feels so warm.

Inferno ain't a cold sensation, but a parasite as I walk through a crowd and onto the stage

Paradiso is a latin word for Paradise, also known as Fresno

Paradiso was a home I lived at, till I left.

Purgatory ain't some inbetween shit, but inbetween my mind and heart. 

Purgatory ain't some idea, but a reality. 

Earth is where we live

Earth was a home of Eden, but now just a home of Satan. 

Home ain't out there in the world

Home ain't dead, destoryed, or a place, but a state of mind, body, and spirit in yourself. 

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