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Where are the Starsv1
The world's tears have been dried up
By the hands of our machines
I asked the birds why
They come here every spring
I search for the silver lining ( of a blue sky I'll never see)
But its lost in all the bindings (of a monster I can never flee)
c1
Where are the stars in  the endless blight?
The guardians of a dark night
Hidden behind, our construction
All that i see, our destruction
Where are the stars in  the endless blight?
The guardians of the dark night
The industrial smoke, its choking me
Can anyone hear my lonely plea
V2
The water that's blue like sapphire
Is tainted by a liquid fire
The trees will never grow tall
As we watch them burn and fall
With the sky paint black by smog
(my blood is tainted with a toxic fog)
I want to see  the clear blue sky
(before I watch it all shrivel  and die)
c1
Where are the stars in  the endless blight?
The guardians of a dark night
Hidden behind, our construction
All that i see, our destruction
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  by :icongeo1992:




love doesn't come with a get out of jail free card0. 
Love
was supposed to mean
holy matrimony
and not
despising
the body next to you.
Love
wasn't meant to be
broken promises,
lying
about if it's a friends house
or your current affair.
Love
shouldn't withstand this - 
and it sure as hell wouldn't - 
if we (i) could try
honesty.
1.
Scurry to lock the door.
Toy-of-the-week has arrived.
Cover Barbies eyes.
We're doing thing she and Ken
could only dream about. 
I'm plastic and you're
perfectly chiseled to fit 
my plastic dreams. 
Rush out the window.
Put the ring back on.
Return to the kitchen.
Cover up sex with Chanel.
["You seem happier."]
("I met up with a friend.")
2. 
Bottles
of alcohol
beging to clutter
the floors of the office. 
Cigar
slipped between finger and
trigger.
Escape.
Sweet escape in the arms
of cheap booze and tobacco. 
Survive one more night,
one more lie. 
This is what suburbias about,
right?
3. 
Crack of a whip.
Bruises to show.
Love games can only
go so far befor
 by  :iconinkstaineddove:




i am my motheri am my mother.
i carry empty bottles
for every feeling
i never wanted;
they clatter in my bag
and where they are tied
on my wrists and ankles.
the glass glitters
until dulled by the weights
and dim light of the heavy feelings
that fill them.
i am my mother.
i have felt things
on my skin i have tried
to cut away to no avail,
i have tried to smile
until it hurts my god it hurts
and my bones are fire
but you think i'm okay so i'm okay
i am my mother
because i will never be angry
when others smudge the mud
from their feet onto me,
i will never show a scowl or reddened face
for being treated like wasted space.
i will take every jibe with a nod
and half smile,
lips closed over broken teeth
to prevent the possibility of baring them,
presenting a threat,
projecting confidence instead of regret.
i will drag my weighty bottles
and break myself into shards
that cut me with every move
before i dare let them crack.
(mother, do not worry
i am fine.)
  by :iconohsostarryeyed:





Receptiontrust that the world will respond to everything you do
as you exhale,a tree breathes in life
as you speak a word,some will hang on every one spoken
others will crucify you 
and act of kindness to a random soul,it can set the blueprint for another 
or create jealousy that runs so deep,that it will make canyons seem shallow
a hug for someone may set them free,or may be the start of a prison sentence of their own design
you see we are all connected
one heartbeat,pumping the energy of life along the clogged arteries of living it
greed,ego,jealousy,love,kindness,compassion
all flowing along,sharing space,neither dominating,
but surely coexisting,without a choice
its up to us to make those choices,to give those emotions direction
will the good ones spread over the people of the world like a warm blanket
they can if we choose to
or will the bad ones infect our souls like an incurable plague
they can if we allow them to
there is a thread that connects all of our spirits,its up to us
 by  :iconjeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerk:





:thumb436739238:  by :iconwordydirdbird:





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