Excitement holds me in one spot
Move one finger and it all falls apart
This time you're the winner
This time you lose
Players play the game
Never following the rules
Run in orgasm wait
Run out apathy of a heartbreak
You have died here
Murdered by the hand that made you
Tall flowers yellow stems grow
This is how we make the cherry
You don't know who you are, do you?
Stars are made of your very ESSENCE
Now fall into dream
Open the part where you found love
Not that fake shit but real love that knows you
Travel back to existence
Take love and plant it by a river
Watch and see who it becomes
The world will never be the same
A tree born of true love
The fruit it bears will encourage thousands
Inspire revolutions, change must be
Progress only endures with this
A seed that must live forever
Love continues to be our only hope
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i am what i am
PoetryLife takes on so many meanings and so many different perspectives that it makes it difficult to create a true version of yourself. "I Am What I Am" is a defining moment of poetry for me, when all the good and all the bad collide and create my identi...
