We all lie deep into our truths.

What is this life we claim as life well lived?
What makes a well life successfully lived?
Is there a motivation tool we all posses?
Is there something that we all seem to carry on for?

The reasons behind these questions are above my knowledge,
If I was lying, the answers would follow,
But what deep thoughts us humans can have,
Have you ever pondered about that?

I have, I am..
I've became scared,
As to how it will all end,
How everything will become so sudden,
We might see each other,
But are we really looking at are true others?
Is there more to it than just faces?

I was told once to live and lie,
Never was I told to sit and die,
That's all imagination is.

To believe and conceive,
To replenish and astonish,
To dress and impress,
We do it all for who though?

The ones who care not to care about you,
The ones who believe to not believe in you,
They all seem to fight rigorously to not be with you,
To not see what you see,
And act as there own person,
But in the end..

We are who we are, who we use to be, and what we will be,
Because of each other.

I'm only like this because of you,
And all the others who have helped you,
No one can say they have not been nurture raised.

Pathological lying has overcome this society,
Into thinking what may or may not be true.

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Far, Far From Home

When your in so much denial, and you reach that limit to where.. The lies you made everyone believe, turn into truths. Subconsciously some how, you mind fuck yourself, and turn everything white.

The retrospective grooves, become smooth modern day lines.
Your eyes turn blue,
Your feelings stick like glue,
Eventually the ceiling falls from beneath you,
You just stare, gaze, and blaze,
Till this high isn't just a phase,
Its a part of a lifestyle you have made up,
Part of a secondary life you paid for.

Never in these days will you find such a man,
That is honest and promised,
Like myself I'd like to say,
I'd like to make you control the stars,
Bring you forth the heavens,
From poor to riches you see me for what has become and will be done,
Light will be bought,
Anger has been sought,
These fake truths,
The real lies,
They all seem to come together and hypnotise,
To tumble upon such a tangling watch,
You follow that rabbit with the sacred clock,
Into the hole of blanket knots,
We all see each other for what we've got.

Dim these lights,
Brighten these stars,
We can swing for the required par,
Hope for what should not be far.

I hope the shit that goes through your mind Is relentless in your sleep bitch.

R-boz Ali™
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Thanks For The Memories

Life wouldn't feel this real, if all the fake people left from my life.
To all you haters, Thank You. =]
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Scream

Bring forth pain,
As I see it as sane,
Calling me plain,
Psh, find a plane,

Cause your gonna need a flight back,
To reality as I show you this sack,
It'll keep you going higher,
You'll find no way to tire.

Just be careful.
They only sometimes play nice.
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Openings and Closings.

There's sometimes days were the truth doesn't come out,
Some nights even,
For weeks, months, and even years,

We deny the unforgettable,
The undeniable,
We stand in the way of pondering thoughts not predicted,
To see light and life in the same aspect of infidelity.

To forget something so simple,
We make it more complex then understandable,

We drop regrets on things in the future,
And pretend what was in the past is still now.

Do understand this level of training in motion,
Its what the definition of practical is,

Don't let it fool you into being you,
Don't Let it become a part of you,
Just let it go,

As for me, I'm still learning this trail,
You is who I'm just helping.

The key, we all hold it,
We all just can not see it,
Its inside.
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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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