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My mind is playing like a broken record
I cannot turn it off
Even when I am sound asleep
I am still thinking thoughts
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In the physical form
My mother is great
From the day I was born
She kept me straight
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Streaming thoughts rage through
the mind and the body, drowning the soul

Like white water rapids
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There are bigger things in life than what I tend to write about
Likekids going to sleep at nite with no food in their mouth
Waking up to no light and seeing no way out
So they resort to crime to let their world shine
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Sitting in silence, the
awareness of timlessness,
starts to silence these
unspoken word screaming
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I have yet to find
A substance substantial enough
For me to submerge in,
Like a subdued submarine, I
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Follow me flow
As I embark on this road of poetry
That has now become my trek through spirtuality
As I use my philosopy to fulfill my destiny
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I have high hopes that reach beyond these homes
In which at times dwell in sorrow
I have high hopes that reach beyond these skies
In which the sun rises, enlightening the new tomorrow
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Sometimes it’s this, sometimes it’s that
Is it all one and the same or one of a kind?

Sometimes it’s black, sometimes it’s white
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They call me quiet, but I'm a riot
silently screaming for a peaceful end
to the violence found in my head
and no i'm not lying, yes, I may have been laying
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Walking down the street
strutting my speech
just look at how far
these strides reach
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This is for every birthday I never got you a card
You probably don’t care I was a part of your heart
It is rare how we start, knowing where it ends
I just can’t give up this silly old thing
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I spark this light inside my mind that ignites my body with a fiery passion that scorches my soul
That is a story left untold because you would never grasp the eternal truth I hold
You must open your eyes and realize that everthing is a blessing in disguise
Before you go around boarding down this door that I unlocked for this world
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Take heed to the words I speak,
they're meant to lift like the air we breath;
give life to those that seep way too deep
into the abyss
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Thoughts

My mind is playing like a broken record
I cannot turn it off
Even when I am sound asleep
I am still thinking thoughts
When I wake they are there to play
Waiting impatiently
They hate to stay
In one place
So they come and bother me
Like a nagging child
Getting me riled
Taking me from peace
When I dream they begin to scream
It’s a nightmare in reality

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Infamous Ashley 05 November 2009

ur really good and yes i know im only thirteen but i love what you write

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