A lady waits at her bus stop
And eyes a corner flower shop
Since the bus has not arrived
She has time to go inside
Walking through all the greenhouses
With a bulging purse, she browses
She scrunches up her aging nose
As she spots a strange green rose
The green rose sits and wilts alone
No green roses have been grown
The red roses laughed at it
Because a green rose doesn't fit
She gives the manager a ring
To remove that awful thing
When the manager gets there
He explains they're very rare
She's such a snob, she even said
"Roses are must always be red!"
With an upturned nose in pure disgust
She walked out and caught her bus
A lesson in TrAnSgReSsIoN by CrimsonTearsOfSorrow, literature
Literature
A lesson in TrAnSgReSsIoN
So you want to learn how to smoke a little weed
Then listen closely to what i say and do take heed
First you get some bud that is really top notch
Pay attention or the whole deal could get botched
Find some papers in with whcih you roll a joint
Make it very tight, thats an important point
Find yourself a lighter so you can make it blaze
Keep it going carefully you can stay stoned for days
Inhale carefully so you dont breath in too much
When you're ready puff puff pass that dutch
Can you feel your mind slip away so nice
I think i smoked too much...my brain feels like ice
You should see how you looke right now, its so funny
Hey loo
If i had a choice it wouldnt end up this way
I fought so hard for you and even harder for US
But i know now where i stand
I was chasing an impossible dream
Everything is empty now because i let go of all my heart
You were my world for longer than i know
However much you may have meant
I just need to let you go now
But how do you let go of who you thought you were
To leave you means to leave myself behind
My flavorful tears, they taste of you
Promises were made, and they were broken
ALong with one sensitive, poetic heart
Letting go would be all i need to do
It would be the best thing in the world
So why is it the one thing that
Sister of the heart by CrimsonTearsOfSorrow, literature
Literature
Sister of the heart
Who says sister hood is a bond of blood
I found one of my bretheren, she shares not my genes
She instead shares my hopes, my dreams
Her pain, and our lives
So tell me no that we nae have the bonds
Of any sisters upon this earth, born of blood and DNA
Our loyalty was sealed and sworn in tears and laughter
Joy and sorrow for all that life brings
My little sister is not so little anymore
Big of heart, strong in mind, body, and soul
She is one of those very special, very few people
Who make me belive in heaven and the divine above
Surely some magic created her, concieved in heaven
My sister of the heart and soul
Did you know,
That I still love you?
It can't be so,
That I could love you.
You walked away from me,
And all man and woman pounced.
It's too bad you couldn't see,
My love wont lose an ounce.
You try to push me away,
Towards someone new.
All that I've got to say,
Is 'I love you'.
Such pity,
I hold for myself.
I can't belive
That I held
You so close in my heart.
Obsession.
This is how it's going to start.
My confession.
Did you know,
That I still love you?
It's always been so,
That I love you.
Do you love me too?
You did so much to me, yet
There's still something there.
I just want to be free, yet,
There isn't anywhe
"Umbrellas up!" My mother said.
"The stars are coming down!
They're slipping from the heaven's sky
and landing on the ground."
"Watch your head, now, Rosie,"
My mother warned, alert.
"If one should tumble on your head,
I'd think that it will hurt."
"But mother," whined I to my mom,
"The stars should stay up there.
The angels will be stopping this
as soon as they're aware."
"Oh, Rosie," Mother sighed aloud.
"The angels want this done.
They stand behind each beam of light
and push them, one by one."
"What for?" I asked then, soft and sweet.
"I'm feeling so confused.
Do the angels want their friends on earth
to be black and b
She dangled her love
Close enough
To make me believe
It was real
Held it in front of my gullible eyes
Teasing
Waiting for the right moment
To take it all away
Her love
Hurt
It stung
Yet
I let myself endure the pain
It's safe
Familiar
And can't get any worse
Right?
Another distant scream...
Another shattered dream.
Lost another bet...
Another cigarette.
The world's only getting stupider...
Mother nature's crying, but no one hears her.
"God" damns you America...
Open eyes see right through ya.
Everybody's fake...
Independence burnt at the stake.
Mass produced welfare...
Never ending warfare.
It's American to hate...
Forecasting your own fate.
Money is where the power's at...
An open minded minority disagrees with that.
Your God would be ashamed...
This world is satan tamed.
My life's lottery is one ###### up game...
Under your masks, you all look the same.
Discriminating, sup
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