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Friday, April 24, 2015

Beauty to Devil

She cried cause she knew,
All she would get is a taste,
N nothing else,
God marked her greedy.

Those firsts will haunt her,
Make her mad, crazy.
She will ask then beg,
Make me forget them.

Unable to recognize,
Devil from god.
Till all have dried.
Gone and turned to dust.

Till those things,
Turn from love to hate,
N even the god tremble.
To having poked the death.

Till she lets out all that pain,
Everything swallows up, 
N finally burst out,
Finally devil sees the beauty.

Near Dear

A house so simple and brown,
In search for a better place,
Went looked into a town,
Met a blue guy with white face.

Blue n white he talked,
And gave direction all around,
The house she ran and walked,
In circles all in round.

She met the sparkly sky,
Then a ground so dark,
The house couldn't fly,
Or live In a place so stark.

Try to fly she broke,
Never to reach the clouds,
Try to bury she Choke,
Never to live with silence so loud.

Now a house so happy n yellow,
He had been always near,
Wiped her tears and sorrow,
In the middle the house found her dear!