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It’s funny the way people leave,
Always
Always
Always and I can’t seem to stop the pain even when it’s me who’s left, So
Promise
Promise
Promise me one thing. Don’t forget me. Please. All we have left are memories that
Fade
Fade
Fade like fog and ink shaped into the symbol of forever. And Yes, I’ve
Changed
Changed
Changed, I’m not the same as I was when we met, but I still think of you and
Wonder
Wonder
Wonder if you ever think of me. You were my best friend, no one understood like you. I
Hate
Hate
Hate to say I miss you because I’m glad you no longer pull me down, But I
Miss the ground
Miss the ground
Miss the ground.
Experience
What language could be used
for words that can’t be spoken?
What knowledge could be evoked
to match the height of one’s emotion?
What textbook knows the taste
of the breeze
or the feel of inner peace?
Only when knowledge meets experience
can wisdom come to be.
-Jerry Harris III
powerful words selected out of hate
pains flowing blood
world of no morality
crying child wondering why
a tear for each pain
a tear for each lash
the power of lightning in ones hand
burning hatred raging within
knowing t will never be changed
mighty people looking down
doing what they shouldn't do
young ones forced-power yields
wet cheeks been ignored
wild eyes put to scorn
little flowers withered away
no one caring anymore
taking toll on
the worlds of yesterday
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