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Styles May 2016
It's strange how you can be at the right,
place at the right time,
winning the right races, crossing the right lines.
and still get left feeling out of place every-single-time.
You feel like you are doing the right thing.
but something is off, deep inside.
Your heart and your mind don't coincide  
standing-up for the right thing,
but end up face-flat on your other side.  
these curves ***** that life flings
it takes us for a swing every time.
Isn't it something,
put everything on the line,
seconds later, you have nothing -
like never mind.
Trying to be more than you can be
but you never incline.
Playing the game of life,
a few bases behind.
Styles May 2016
Real men weep
Heroes take a stand
rumors are born
where cowards land
the strong get stronger
that longer they was the other hand
after, fighting for what is right
until you are left
beating the lesser man
be your own judge
until God takes the stand
Always choose good over evil,
at least that is the plan.
Styles May 2016
Sometimes
my mind
clouded with doubt
owns me
broken by reality
like drone
these e-motions control me
this roller coaster ride, called life
got me feeling butterflies inside
instead of face the light outside
I rather curl up and hide
but thanks to my pride
i just let things slide
off my shoulder like a glacier
Luna Craft Apr 2016
Take this string in your hand
Let it guide you away
Past the boats, past the ships
So we can go and play

Let us forget about the blood shed
Each and every cry
All those we have mourned
All the sons that have died

Let us sink into our beds
Fall into a deep slumber
Reach into rustic coffins
Blood has soaked the lumber

Let bomb shells be lullaby's
Because this is ending fast
I'm sorry sweety, I need to go
There is but one more draft
Styles Apr 2016
Her world,
a storm filled with confusion,
got her chasing an illusion.
She's already a pearl,
but lost touch with reality,
vanity taking all of her sanity.
Trying to fit into a world,
that isn't fit for this girl,
             -- this is insanity.
A beautiful girl,
trapped in a materialistic world,
it isn't realistic --
The truth is mythic,
enhanced by a gimmick,
that real people try to mimmick.
And get depressed,
cause they can't achieve it.
These people faker than make belief ...
and we all believe it.
It makes me so sick
I want to hurl -
then walk off like,
I never even seen it.
Styles Apr 2016
I want to taste your sweetness,
Enjoy your sweet and low,
As I take it slow,
I want to let you know.
If you use to good loving,
I am about to love you more
Lick you so good, make your drop to the floor.
Styles Apr 2016
Living a viva loca
Drinking ***** and coca
On a fly *** sofa
Getting money like a broka
If life is a *****
Then I’ll pok-a-
hole in her game
Stop playing
I ain’t a lame
******* step out of line
You gotta put them in their lane
Just because both breathe air,
It dont make us the same
I’m different in a lotta of ways
Thats just putting in plain
What you been saving your whole life, dawg
I bet, I spent that in a day
These dream chasers
Chasing dreams
I dont let’em get away
There levels to this ****, dawg
I'll meet you at the top on my lowest day
And apply pressure like a break away
Moving up like stepping stones
Any Obstacles that step in
getting crushed along the way
Rico Reyes Apr 2016
Will I find myself in utter peace,
for painful pleasure is all that the world has to offer me.
A constant battle, a dreadful ending;
remind me of Your love everlasting.
another short draft.
Rico Reyes Apr 2016
What if?

Walking on an endless road with our shoes untied,
leaving us in regret every time we lie; what if?
An eternal question we can never tie ends with
yet we're still left with the question,
"what if?"
Decided to post a draft of a short poem I wrote a few years back.
Styles Mar 2016
I was end up feeling
wrapped up in your feelings
to the point
I stop breathing
The feeling so intense
I get tense reliving.
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