This stick named Outrage
Is what stirs the masses
Rousing them in anger
Rail against injustices
Wolves in Yellowstones
Gangs in L.A.
Genocide in Africa
Trouble in Latvia, or
Slums in Mumbai.
And while anger is better than fear
This focus remains on the problems
And so the problems remain.
How then to drop that stick,
And let our focus be guided
To solutions?
To set our sails instead
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I'm constricted by the fact, that life is to share,

I just see poor judgment, and a silly content,

of stay where you were hand, to raised and to forget.

Over bed or on couch, your time shall come next,

As the rest of your days, bad-thoughts, hopes and prays.

It is said that's not true, for you to be alone,

So to them I should say, my half never became.

I've been thinking ...

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I needed a pillow under my head

to support me

Not to cover my face

smothering me

Can't you see 

that's what you did to me?

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I did not run to be mean

or control you

I ran because I could not breath...

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But I needed a pillow

so I kept coming back

Hoping you would learn

to be by my side

Equal beings

neither better or worse

Existing to support e...

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Often have seen you stuck
Amid being smart and schmuck
Here’s my answer to how should you?
Love me this way, if you love me too

Wake up with me at the dawn-break
Yawn, smile and kiss my forehead
Wish a good morning before I do
Love me this way, if you love me too

Avoiding me is a gross mistake
In a quick second, respond me back
At least twice a day, say “I miss you”
Love me this way...

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Tis Christmas

thru the land

of forgiveness

and love 

We should travel

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Grudges should stay

with the Grinch

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If not forever

at least for today

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Hold your friends

and family

near

Know that they

are ever so 

dear

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Let go of anger

and resentment

Enter the world

of contentment

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If not forever

at least for today

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I'm my own worst enemy,
It's funny how that works.
To see nothing great in me,
To question, "what's my worth?"

Looking in the mirror,
All I see is filth,
But the mirror isn't dirty,
It's just the figures spilth.

People try to compliment me,
But I only disagree,
Not seeing what they see,
They must say not what they mean.

I need more motivation.
My job is nothing great.
I need to...

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Cold Hearted

the calming time

cotton wool squeak

beneath my feet

the air

crisp with cold

crystal palaces

cut from ice

nose and mouth

streaming mist

vivid blue sky

the lake cupped

by mountain hands

in a caring gesture

frozen feet deep

covered with snow

the calming time

distant voices

carried on a

biting breeze

cheeks frost rouged

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Eyes and lips
which
blossom from your carved face,
sugar skull, sherbert fizz.
To Mr, from Mz,
we really wanted to fuck this.
Turned my brain insane,
my tongue inside
out.

Caught in fog,
in haze, like cloudy lemonade;
a gaze, let's misbehave.
Infatuated,
I won't make it.
Too intense:
this forever pretence,
can't do more pretend.
Beg.

Take a hot hit,
bit by bit,
I got...

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You're exasperating sometimes. 
You can be obsessive and it can be annoying. 
I sometimes get annoyed at you for no reason.

I get upset when you imply that you don't think you're handsome. 
Because you are. 
Sometimes I worry that you don't really care about me.
That you're only with me to make me feel better. 
Because I've had that before.
Sometimes I think I don't deserve you. 
Becaus...

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Where were the words

why couldn't we talk

So much I wanted to say 

but the words got caught in my throat

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Why did the magnet push us apart

when there were words to say

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Could it be different at a different time

was it just the timing

I don't know

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So awkward 

So off beat

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We couldn't get the timing 

of the dance

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Yet the magnet d...

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Do you every get that giddy feeling?

Like a child who just woke up on Christmas morning

looking at the presents that Santa brought.

Or like a student who just auditioned for her schools’s play,

and now is waiting for the cast list to be posted.

Yah, I do too.

It’s a wonderful feeling of hope and desire.

It’s driving at 70 mph with the windows down on an open road.

It’s rare...

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