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I am right You are wrong I am out of sight You always got the right song I am up for the fight While you sit tight Yes you are right Cause none of them know  What's going on I am not saying I am right What's right or wrong When death happens When eye dampens When truth sinks onto you When lies surfaces up When try gives up I am wrong Why so? I told you so That's why I know how so That's why Sometimes eyes are looking But blind Because they want to find What's in their mind Am I right? I am evil My mouth is venomous  So I was told I am cold not courteous  I bite  When I hiss Then don't piss  Where you are cordially invited That's getting dark Yes that's my spark I don't cry And then laugh amidst crowd Feeling proud Of a rotten kid Who couldn't smell a dying truth Beneath a nascent vermouth  I don't cry  I don't sob I don't show the mob That I am missing a door knob I have no fear at all I have lost a battle That I didn't get to win...
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Scared

Sweating the last drop..
He drags himself.
To the corner of the shelf..
Heart beats faster.
Getting short of breath.
He has to fight death..
Unknowingly alive.
After a deep dark dive.
The room getting darker..
But that isn’t scarier.
As long as there isn’t a tall shadow.
On the wall that swallows.
Making it hard to see..
Making it harder to break free.
His bruised knee..
Urging to flee.
As his body trembles.
Tightening the shake within..
Finding a way to a never ending win.
There lies the key..
Opening to the vast sea.
Emptiness wallows..
Shouting gets unheard..
Until ears ask him to stop being absurd.
There’s a leap.
That gets steep.
A final weep.
With sunset running away..
The moon shines..
Glistening his cry for a while..
With a sudden stop..
Fear ceases..
The breathing eases.
*Dedicated to the children who are tortured by wrong doers until they stop fighting back one day.
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