LITERARY CONTESTCast your vote for yourfavorite literary piece My love is like anOcean it goes down so.
Deep my love is like aRose whose beauty youWant to keep my love isLike a river they willNever end my love is like.
A dove with a beautifulMessage to send my loveIs like a song thatGoes on and on for everEven though you use it.
My love is still unconditional Continued on next slide The silent man screaming loud until his voice but ever silentThose around him laugh and play content in their merry livesThey say problems of their own are plentiful but to him they are pitiful.
The pros outweigh the cons in so many ways he laughs at them mockingly anduproariously like he s watching a Shakespearean comedyFor though they are problematic his is far worse for that which he loves and cherishes theMost is the bane of his feeble existenceAnd feeble yes it is like gossamer string in the midst of a typhoon.
The touch he wants above all else is acid to his soul the sights that he wishes to see anHonest loving smile a loved one s visage after many a hardship is nothing more than saltIn the open wound he calls his heart his soulA true masochist of the highest order he is ever searching for what cannot be found Loving what slays him time and again for he is the great Hydra but what he fights is.
Herculean in its strengthHe is the defunct of his own race of the living dead men and Abomination not fit even forThe blackest pits of Tartarus 2 ContinuedFor he is the creation of man wholly and truly and through they reject and despise he is the.
Prodigal son returnedAnd just like those that created him he learned to hate and despise as the others aroundHim excelling at it to where he is more like man than man himself but because of this heIs a monster The Unforgiven The Forlorn Forever AloneAnd they are him But unlike them he accepts himself more so than the next man or the Next man .
He longs for love but knows that cannot be done for man cannot love its true essence ofMan for they do not accept itThey hide and lie but he knows the truth the truth of their indiscretions and of theirRighteousness and woe is he for he feels the pain so much pain of the undying death thatHe searches as well for the true death walking the razor s edge wishing to slip and pass.
Away his bones nutrients for lesser yet greater beings than himself and his mind theMelodious cacophony the chaotic harmony the anarchic symphony that has plagued himSince his concievement shall know the sweet sound of silence not the deafening silenceHe hears inside the minds of those around him but the sweet silence of a soft night whenEverything has been said and everything done and all that s left is the embrace of The.
Reaper the first and only true embrace that he shall ever know More than 10 ReasonsBeautiful as a roseHot summer s dayRich on love.
Top billion air paidSweet as a peachTop tree chosenSweeter than honeyNot worth losing.
Apple of my eyeNeed glasses to seeStung by loveStraight bumble beeWonder of love.
Cupid s arrowBlinded by youStevie WonderDriven by your love for meToo fast too furious.
We in the leadNever rear mirror usGo to the end of the world for youLook over the edgeOver the moon or.
Under my bedI will loveAs far as theEye can seeThe World Talks.
All your lies you tellThey re unnecessary becauseI don t careYour lies is likeSnow when it falls .
You re covered in itAlways having something to sayBut you can t say it toYou re so judgmentalI don t care.
Write it down with paper and a pencilMaking fun of the way I walkI don t call because I knowThe World TalksIf my mother taught me one thing.
It s to never changeAnd to always be meBecause no matter what you doNo how much you tryThe World will Talk.
What Love IsLove is the doorTrust is the keyI m glad you re in this with meOur relationship are the shoes.
And my love for youIs the glueThat feeling of emptinessWhen you re goneI hate that feeling of being alone.
Your shirt is your loveYou wear your heart on your sleevesI m glad you share them with meLove is what love doesAs two white doves.
Glad I have theKnowledge to knowWhat love isTears Being ShedLives taken from loved ones.
Nothing much to do butTears being shedFor the lives we wish were still by our sideThey risked their lives for red white and prideCelebrating the people who have served.
Describing you in one wordTears being shedWhen we get that one knockAt the doorKnowing that you risked your life for me.
All I can do is celebrate ourTears being shedWhen you came home with less than you hadBut not one day you re sadI can t help but cry.
When I see your smileBecause I know what you ve doneTears Being ShedOf red white and PrideThe Fear of Being Loved.
The fear of having my heart brokenMultiple words left unspokenThe fear of being lovedOur relationship endsThen we re just friends.
That isn t enoughI let you in but you shut me outFearing you don t believe the words thatCome out my mouthThe fear of being loved by you.
Makes my heart skip a beatMakes me be lifted off my feetTelling me it s ok when it s notRemembering all the times we ve foughtI love you not a little but a lot.
Moving on and not looking backIt isn t that way not looking backSome of our best love is in the pastThe fear of being loved and notBeing loved by you.
In the Life of a WomanTwenty minutes of creationNine months of laborIn the life of a womanNurturing the world like she s ours.
Taking care of menEvery day and every hourShaping the Earth with our intelligenceWashing it cleanAs if our delicates.
Making the world a better placeFor every womanOf every color and every raceGiven the chanceTo prove the world.
Isn t run by manThe world is aBeautiful placeIn the eyes of a womanThe gift of giving life.
On this earth as a wifeIn the life of a womanOur first time holding handsOur first kissOur first everything.
I would hate to missThe first time I heard you sleepThe first time I made you smileThey all meanSo much to me.
Our first ChristmasI will never forgetWaking up to you every morningIs my one true Christmas wishOur first argument.
To our first make upFrom our first I love youTo our very first break upNo matter whatI loved it all.
It s worth all my heartAnd I will give it to you allOur first everythingI cherish everydayYou are all I need.
On this 25th Christmas DayWHAT ARE YOU MAD AT ME FOR YOU MAD BECAUSE I DON T SMOKE REEFA OR IS IT BECAUSE I HAVE GOALS AND I DON T WANT TO HANG AROUND THE SAME PEOPLE THIS IS MY NEW IMAGE BETTER YET THE NEW ME.
YOU THOUGHT I WOULDN T CHANGE I GUESS YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW ME BUT REALLY YOU DON T BECAUSE I VE GROWED UP I M KICKING DOORS DOWN THAT WASN T OPEN BECAUSE THEY WAS BOWED UP ALL THAT NONSENSE HAVE CAME TO A CEASE YOU CALLING ME OUT MY NAME BECAUSE I GAVE MY LIFE TO G O D .
MAN PLEASE NAWW I AINT BEGGING YOU I M JUST TRYING TO TELL YOU TO DO SOME THAT S GOING TO BENEFIT YOU AND SUCCEED DO SOME THAT S SUCCESSFUL AND THAT S GOING BE HELPFUL INSTEAD OF CRITICISING ME YOU DEVIL THIS IS MY NEW IMAGE .
MY NEW IMAGE ISN T TO FOLLOW BUT TO TAKE A CHANCE TO LEAD TO DRESS RIGHT AND PULL UP MY PANTS FROM MY KNEES NOT TO HOLD MY BREATH BUT TO RELAX AND BREATHE INSTEAD OF PRACTICING WAR I M GOING TO PRACTICE PEACE TO SEEK GOD AND PUT NO ONE ABOVE HIM .
AND STOP TALKING BOUT WHAT HE HAVEN T DONE BUT TO LOVE HIMTHIS IS MY NEW IMAGE Chaotic Cacophony in a coffin of the mindBringing blasting silence suffering agony of asinine assholesIn a strait jacket of morals and ethics I need the.
Key of insanity to break these bonds to which othersWillfully cling to This hierarchy of hypocrisy hatingHell and the heathens which they hang and hangThey have Over 2 000 years of holy slaughtersFor in praise of a thought of an idea so strong.
That it can move nations When the behemoth sways 10 mice areCrushed When Leviathan wakes the world ends inAnarchy seas swallowed whole in one breath theBreadth of the beast s breast so wide it eclipses the sun .
The sun so hot it sears the seers eyes It sSustenance is the lost souls of those its powerHas claimed The power of Poseidon cannot defeat thePrincess that has become a witch which turns.
The women into whores whores whining for wineWhich drowns the woes of those so calledWomen turned into whores for man Man who has mangled this magnificent mangerWhere they were born .
Man who masturbated in its own manureAnd calls it a masterpiece of man s making Shattered MindIn this mind this calamityUpheaves this mental unrest .
The mind frothing at the seams workedInto a maniacal frenzy like packs of rabidWolves howling for inaction ripping and tearing atThe chains of abstinence and pietyThe dove of reason its wings weakening from.
The ever increasing weight of the emotion calledLove falling from the sky like so much blood Breaking the bonds of logic we call bones Plummeting the dove into the madhouseOf the mind getting trampled and torn.
To ribbons by the hounds of war and rageTheir bodies whirling into a tempest thatIs unceasing and unmerciful RhymeAnd reason obliterated with extreme prejudiceThe remains left to be devoured by that.
Unceasing amorphous being called the Calamity All before it lie ruin and behind it naught butCarnage bloody fucking carnage Sanity is lost Hope lies in a pool of bloodAnd excrement a victim like all.
The rest its bones being devoured by the ravenousPredators of the skyThe vessel finally reveals the hurricane ofMagnificently epic proportions hidden in its mind The body broken and battered destroyed by the very forces that created it.
Anarchy hath prevailed above allAll that is left is the cold embraceOf the ReaperThe only peace this mind can knowFrom here on .
#2 Continued. For he is the creation of man wholly and truly and through they reject and despise he is the. Prodigal son returned. And just like those that created him he learned to hate and despise as the others around

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