Stay on track

Sometimes words aren't enough to suffice,
This ridiculous feeling that seems to trend,
As times seem weary, I feel I should just take the advice,
Of this feeling of being at the end.

The Story begins as such;
---
We see each other from across,
The red lights brighten,
We both seem frighten,
Our fist some how tighten,
We scream in agonizing pain,
Breath in the passionate sane,
Paired together we saw a lane,
The green light faded,
The yellow one traded,
For life and threat,
Death wasn't ever set in this hollow bet,
This failed accuracy of main,
Street; followed in an alley on blades,
A skated fellow paid,
Extinguished fire,
This blade was an empire,
He saw himself for what was aid,
What was played,
This life against cash,
This money seemed to be the reason,
That we all smoke hash,
Don't take it the wrong,
But by the end we were gone.
---

The End;

This fairly seems as a loss,
But more of a suffrage I was put through,
That had made remembered of the times of trust.

"MOB; Money Over Bitches."
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SuperWomen; True Story.

"With you in this world,
Not a day has passed,
That we'd hope to be our last.

Our love has bided, for you and forever,
Don't mention what could have been better.

Because the argument would lead to a shudder,
Of blocked off memories we no longer need to utter.

You've been there for us as we were sick,
You never let go even when we kicked,
You stayed strong though our fits,
You prayed to God, at the end of your wits.

Just know that in the end,
No matter the tears we shed,
No matter the ears we bled,
No matter how much we said,

We will tell you again,

We love you, ever since it began."


~Happy Mothers Day Mom~

-Mehwish, Sarah, and Arbaaz Ali.
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Different Friends.

If there was one day left,
One moment,
Where everything was appreciated,
In all these eyes that stare back at me,
I would be the most thoughtful,
Easily trusting.

No part of me would be lusting,
I'd be a long stride,
Far from this pride,
This attire we drive,
By ourselves we would abide,
I would combine all these lies,
And pull you back from the tide,

Think of how this will survive,
Us, you and I,
How it might be built on fire,
We would push for higher,
No guilt trends,
No guilty tremble blends,

This would all never end.

I don't understand.
Please break me friend.

I never wanna pretend.

#Collide
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Your Not Gonna Let Me Take MY Final? Psh

You think your better than me?
You think you know me?
You think you that just cause your bigger, you can do this to me?
You believe in your mind that what you are doing is right?

Guess what, this is called life,
People always have superiors,
Superiors, have superiors,
And I know them,
I know their superiors, superior,

No matter it be there mom, dad, wife, girlfriend, or even dog,
I know them,
I can find them,
I can make them my best friend,
I have them on speed dial,
And they'll let me barrow their ladder,
And look down on you,
As if I'm better than you.

But you can't ask me any of these questions,
You can't even think the thought of asking them,
Cause you already know the answers,
You hate the truth,
And don't worry,

I Hate You.

-ILoveTraisters, I mean.. Traders.
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It Started With A Treat..

...For I ate such a sweet, intolerably that evening,
I had never believed what I had been beginning,

A message so long,
It had her eyes burning,
A precious given thought,
Which had her cheeks floating,
It may have been corny,
But my only wish was for her to adore me,
With these single few most words,
She at first, bellowed me:


"For when you see such a rose,
In such a bouquet, which is hidden in such a way,
The sun was gleaming, the stars were streaming,
You find a petal, as its displayed,
That of which you delay,
To see the slow motion occupancy of this day,
It hits you as you play,
With your own emotions, your own feelings,
Your heart pounds like its whaling,
And it brings you back to that dealing,
Queen of hearts, she's reveling,
She takes me past the delirious ceilings,
Cannabis is not what I'm needing,
Tis you, I'm dreaming."

Then mistakes come upon tragedies, are replaced,
Over night people become cavities, you cannot penetrate,
The medicine to our headaches, becomes an easy fixate,
True friends finally find one another, never ever to dictate.

This will grow into something stronger than just, one date.

KPSprinkles
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