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For years we have faced pain, suffering, torment, and death We have had to fight through the worst of conditions We have had to fight through bullying from all ends because we are darker than most
The moon is lit And its beauty surpasses What it reflects It feels like home to me
Do you ever feel like your life is a puzzle A thousand tiny pieces adding up to your struggle Guess what? we all feel that way.
We have all come such long ways. whether near to our dear, or far from home, with each a story of our own It may be patience, trust or love, new chapters just to prove
Counting the seconds Minutes Hours Years. A million steps ahead Pursuing the trail onwards Nothing but a clear path To life A new start A crystal path Feeling free
What is a "safe life"? I call B.S. There is no such thing. These two words have no connection No rhyme or validation
Balance I go to the city to gain the knowledge and grab the tools. I deepen my practice and learn the rules. In the city is where the people are. Where the jobs are,
A child sleeps in peace tonight, snuggled warmly under layers of blue blankets, smiling serenely as dreams flutter gracefully across his angelic face.
I’d like to disappear for a little while To indulge in self-exile Down a road Long overgrown To hide away From this disarray
Every emotion has been balling up I can’t even feel anymore I’m feeling…. I don’t even know what I’m feeling
Culture and Religion should be kept separate.
Dear, you( I mean me), Do you know the synonyms for consistency, Do you feel the warmth of tradition or smell home coupled with the thought of peace,
I closed my eyes,let waterfall fly;a droplet led meto my corest heart. Nothing was there,but a cave.