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There are some boys who talk in gamesAfter they get hard they say One must remember about his love without blameFirst say I remember my teacher when he was angry You must work you must studyTo make your country above in a way To let the enemy run
There are some boys who talk in gamesAfter they get hard they say One must remember about his love without blameFirst say I remember my teacher when he was angry You must work you must studyTo make your country above in a way To let the enemy run
The Lord said, "Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.
Curtains are drawn at night,
To shield our fragile minds
From obscurities
Mute outside.
Half are opaque,
Half are translucent.
Variety feeds the filters
Him.
He is all.
He is one.
He knew what would happen when time was done.
Time.
The time we live in does not last forever.
So how can one say that we will always be together?
It’s not a gift.
Indulgence is not self-expression,
Nor can we all avoid repression,
That is said and done,
The world is overrun.
Finished without.
Mirrors as walls hold back,
All tears that make us crack,
Sunset settles on the east
As the sky darkens
Stars twinkle
While tine slows downs
Owls awaken
Yet, birds fly south
Heart beats
And I stay still
waiting
waiting
waiting
Beaten is the pathBeneath the wandering feetOf those all lost in wayWho find themselves at peace
I ride the express way because it is the only way I know.
I sit on a bench full of euphoric hearsay's.
All the while holding on to the steel pole that is my heart
Take a walk
Ease your mind
Take a walk
Leave all your worries behind
Just walk
Now stride
Saunter ‘round a honeysuckle vine
And smell the sweet drifting smell of
Time
(poems go here) I heard before that the road was long
But I never imagined I’d have to be this strong
It feels like you’re asking so much of me
Burden so heavy I can barely breath
If I was one thing, I’d be a candle
Lighting the way so you can handle
Your life easier without woes
Not having to fight with your foes.
being alone feels like walking through a dark room
everything seems dark and you're just hoping to find the light switch soon
we look for ways to cover the emptiness we carry inside
at times hoping we could die
Was this what it was to bound and confined?
The unassailable destiny so bestowed upon thyne?
