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Dawn A new day starts The world is awoken The sky is painted beautifully Oh, dawn.
It seems like every time that I start to do good, there is always something that gets in the way, And no matter how hard I try, it seems like I end up failing, and I have to restart everyday.
Why do some people make it seem like when we flip the calendar everything is going to change, Because, to me, the thought of doing that has always been kind of strange.
I‘m holding the keys, I'm driving this car. Played games, pushed me way too far. I’m setting higher standards, and raising the bar. New beginning for me, mind my business from afar.
I know a lot of people who really like sunsets, but I prefer the sunrise. Because to me it is so much more than it's beauty, and the beautiful colors that it pains the skies.
come along to the new year where everyone can see a world of opportunity the people are abuzz with new ideas of how to face their biggest fears a chance for a do-over
My friend, you betrayed me. What relief there is in that simple statement! Your actions so entirely obliterated Your pillar of my world that your betrayal Has lost its sting and I am left without a doubt:
And in this day, I am renewed. Like a fresh spring day, with morning dew. My heart stays compassionate, as so does my mind. But with a fresh start, leaving the past behind.
January was lovely Crisp and cool and clear December was so dreary Shrouded in mist and fear I can’t recall what happened
The way I get up every day With a yawn - a stretch - a scratch Greeting the morning sun with a grimace Reaching for the last tendrils of sleep
Morning Wake Up! A new day! The sun shines so bright… What time is it? 8:54…? I have class in six minutes! Run, run, run…! Was that due today??
I use my words because they define me Scrambled in my brain until paper sets them free I use my words because today, actions lead to manslaughter
I didn't know colors. I thought that they were mixed, a simple product of light, bouncing off, as rays. Only the modern physics. That's all I saw. The calculated facts.
I'm always so sad Someone tell me what's wrong. They say there will come a day,
Eruptions, explosions, stars dying emitting their luminous lights that exasperate us.
Tock Tock Wash your hands. Remember: paper, lines, game. Paper: history, English O. Did I lock my car? Memorize your lines Rehearsal rehearsal rehearsal.
Caught off guard; Shock held silent grip; A few sniffles emerged; Red cups in a fence with a bouquet Spelling the words RIP Spez. For the first time Teachers sobed openly in front
Dominicana. Y gringa. Decidete. So I am both.
What this money means to me Is that one day I'll succeed I'll succeed to achieve my dreams
These days feel like half-empty sheets of paper and I don't have enough ink in my pen My coffee has gone cold but I continue drinking, because drinking is a nervous habit of mine