Deep Poetry for Tuesday, April 12, 2011

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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Reality

Loss of Innocence by the age of 2 or 3 we loose are innocence you and me. We start to live the Planetary Dream of rules, consequences and the extreme. like going bed with no food, because you ran and didn’t hear the word “should”. If you do this or if you do that, if you don’t then your labeled a brat. Who makes up all these rules, that makes us conform? Society and family want to keep us in the norm. Now as an adult you can change the beliefs that where forced in your head. If you don’t see it,... Sign in to see full entry.

Made of Stone

this is dedeicated to u the most spectacular the most beautiful person on this planet the cutest, prettiest, most gorgues of nyx's creations an angel sent down for my happiness my bayb, my sweetness as i look into ur eyes i see to ur soul gasping and captivating me whole u need to be known the seeds u have grown are sweeter than most like fragile u need to be nertured or ur easily broken if only my words could freeze every moment that u sleep koz an angel shouldn't suffer u shuld live with the... Sign in to see full entry.

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