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The perfection of love driven by passion and nature
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The pen might look idle but it is a weapon that push you to fight through.
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Death is a gift, A passage to the next world, A wall between the living and the dead.
Death is a visitor that comes unannounced,
A fighter that wi..
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I've been deceived and convinced, my heart thought,
Desperate and hungry to feel the outside world,
The Yawn for freedom, Echo in my ears,
I though..
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The past is a short poem bout the state of mind human tend to desire, the past is not always the solution to every problem.
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THE LAST WORD OF A YOUNG SOLDIERS LAYING DOWN HIS LAST FOR IS COUNTRY WHEN HE DIE.
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Time,causes and agony of war in the human race
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I am born black,
I am unique regardless my colour,
I am not limited to the success of this world,
I am proud of my colour.
Despite the criticism..
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The day pass by i still wonder
How will i live the rest of my life,
Never to relent in my search
Seeing beyond my ordinary self.
When will my he..
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The heart mourns as it Cry's
A solution to bring an end to this heartache
Never to love again or to try again
True heart never give up.
Saying ..
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