Give up?

Do I give up fighting
or quit knowing your out of reach
I've never felt so obsolete
As if I was a single grain of sand hiding amongst the beach

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Dimensional

A frost-bitten tree
carried bare back
the fate of a thousand winters.

A transformed cloud
still withers away,
whether by rain or snow,
it can't win.

Stuck between your rock,
and his hard place. My
Sun, never seems to set.

Fate has had at it,
and now bounces the ball towards
a new direction. One in which
Love finds harmony in the serenity
of solitude, but lust is just foreboding
me.

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Born...

We are born to live
But we live to die
I've never stooped so low
as to smoke to get high

We are born to change
Although bred to kill
Keep in check your morals
or what matters still

We are born to the media
With an angle I am scarred
How do you breed and individual
With a 9 number card

We are born with freedoms
Which never seem to come
Racism is still in America
And Money still rules Some

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Feb 26,2009: that day

Money can't buy you power
Money can't buy you love
Money is unimportant
Still rise above

Love is bought with passion
One becomes two
Working together
As loved ones do

Some can't pay with passions
Some pay with Greed
Jealousy outweighs feeling
Lust outweighs need

Everyone needs love in some way
It keeps your brain in check
Make sure you always
love your loved one with Respect

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One Euphoric Rainbow

One Euphoric Rainbow was attacked
by a cloud, but awkwardly they fell in
Love, till the cloud had just been leaked
out. And 8 months later the Rainbow
still shined bright, Always looking towards
tomorrow, always ending the fight, only for
another to be sustained, but right now the cloud
will retain. It can't leak it's feelings and
or pour its soul, it can't hear the voice, it's
grown so old. How about the Rainbow, has
he gone confused, he wants to feel noticed
he really loves you, I write this for the
Rainbow that has that sullen glow, He finds
It hard to have no power, all he wants to
do is grow. He's decided to move on and
end the fight, it will be hard because of
your shining light.

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