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I look up at the starless sky Without the stars who should be there Sharing this moment with me This moment that hold no significance While I look, I miss the sky I miss the stars I miss the light they provide All that’s left is the moon All alone that poor moon is Glowing in the dark When it should be glowing in the light Just like me, alone when we should have others I feel the moon’s sorrow For I feel the same The empty sky is no place No place for either of us I wonder what happened Those poor little flecks of light One day here The next day gone Not a single word was said About their disappearance All forget about them Except for the moon and I Every night I would look Waiting for the stars to come back To see the moon no longer alone To see the sky back alight Every night I would look And ever y time I would despair For the stars are still gone And show no sign of returning I hear the moon weep The man on the moon weeps The tears silent But the sorrow is deafening After eons passed The stars did not return I waited, and so did the moon Finding comfort in each other’s presence There are some nights When the moon is gone And the sky is dark Missing the moon I detest those nights Fearing the worst That the moon had gone And joined the stars My fears never came to pass For the moon would always return At first a sliver Then it would all be back Even in the darkness of space The moon kept it bright A single candle in the darkness Burning ever bright I went out one night to see the moon That was my reason now For I knew the stars were gone But the moon was still there And on that one special night I realized with keep insight That not all the stars were gone That one was still left For the moon was not a candle But a mirror It reflected the light off another The light of the Sun I told the moon what I figured And the moon was joyous For not all the stars had left The Sun was still there And armed with that fact That one star was still there A glimmer of hope rekindled And I knew what I had to do I said farewell to the moon It knew what I was doing I left for the sky To bring back the stars
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 8:00 PM UTC
Starless Sky
I look up at the starless sky Without the stars who should be there Sharing this moment with me This moment that hold no significance While I look, I miss the sky I miss the stars I miss the light they provide All that’s left is the moon All alone that poor moon is Glowing in the dark When it should be glowing in the light Just like me, alone when we should have others I feel the moon’s sorrow For I feel the same The empty sky is no place No place for either of us I wonder what happened Those poor little flecks of light One day here The next day gone Not a single word was said About their disappearance All forget about them Except for the moon and I Every night I would look Waiting for the stars to come back To see the moon no longer alone To see the sky back alight Every night I would look And ever y time I would despair For the stars are still gone And show no sign of returning I hear the moon weep The man on the moon weeps The tears silent But the sorrow is deafening After eons passed The stars did not return I waited, and so did the moon Finding comfort in each other’s presence There are some nights When the moon is gone And the sky is dark Missing the moon I detest those nights Fearing the worst That the moon had gone And joined the stars My fears never came to pass For the moon would always return At first a sliver Then it would all be back Even in the darkness of space The moon kept it bright A single candle in the darkness Burning ever bright I went out one night to see the moon That was my reason now For I knew the stars were gone But the moon was still there And on that one special night I realized with keep insight That not all the stars were gone That one was still left For the moon was not a candle But a mirror It reflected the light off another The light of the Sun I told the moon what I figured And the moon was joyous For not all the stars had left The Sun was still there And armed with that fact That one star was still there A glimmer of hope rekindled And I knew what I had to do I said farewell to the moon It knew what I was doing I left for the sky To bring back the stars
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Congratulations You did it What you did? I have absolutely no idea Maybe you did something right Or maybe you did something wrong Either way congratulations You could have done something else But you did it So congratulations on doing it That it can be anything It can trying something new Or trying something old Either way congratulations You tried doing something You did it You took a risk You made a decision Or you let someone else push you Either way congratulations Every time you do something You did it Maybe it wasn't the best Or maybe it was Either way congratulations So here is to you You did it I have no idea what you did Or how you did it But does it matter Anyways, Congratulations
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Apr 20, 2010
Apr 20, 2010 at 7:11 PM UTC
Congratulations
I try to escape These problems are not my own But something keeps me in Maybe it is my friends The ones who I care about The ones who were hurt If anything it should be for them I should try to stay strong for them And the thing is I seem to be doing it for them And for others as well I don't understand I have tried multiple times Always coming so close to escape Only to find myself dragged in again I try to tell myself it isn't my problem But I know that is a lie It became my problem  The second I opened my ear I listened I got involved Ever so slightly I was involved I couldn't just abandon it So I come back And I realize that I will always come back Simply because of my open ear
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Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 5:44 PM UTC
An open ear
Am I right? Am I wrong? Am I walking towards the dawn Or the eternal night Seeing my future Set in stone The path laid before me My steps already made I see the paths of others Their predetermined fates Some will rise while others fall They are always walking Towards their fate Following the path blindly Is this the point of life To be told what to do I see the answer Ahead of me I know what I am supposed to do I try to break free But chains just force me back Fate won’t lose I’ve seen my death It happens now The darkness grips I’m pulled towards the eternal night Nowhere to go My mind is slipping My legs won’t work Nothing left Before I’m gone I look behind me I see the face of Fate A face carved out of stone In its raspy voice it says “This is you destiny You have no choice,but to accept Now goodbye” Fate is gone The darkness is closer Swallowing me whole With my final breath I whisper “No This isn’t my fate” I fight I break the chains I break free I take a step off the path And find my own way in the darkness I look behind And Fate smirks
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Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 4:34 PM UTC
Destiny
The heroes of legend So great and powerful Their stories will live Well beyond their years But what about the unsung one The companion to the great hero Does he not deserve praise Destiny may not have chosen him Fate must have overlooked him But he still fought the great evil Slayed the vile demon And most importantly He protected the hero Nothing can be done alone Too often is this forgotten The focus is put on one Who did not chose But was chosen What about the other The one that did chose He chose to risk everything There was nothing great at work Forcing him to chose It was a simple Yet immense decision The stories of the companions are great While the hero was scared The companion was there to comfort When the hero had doubt The companion was there to inspire When the hero fell The companion was there to prop him up Sometimes the greater hero isn’t the destined one It is the one that stood by the hero The choice they made Never regretting it Only pushing forward to another’s goal Never again look over the companion For something important will be missed That may be lost forever
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Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 4:34 PM UTC
The unsung hero
Is it me Is this all to blame on me What have I done Was if my fault that you left Am I the one who is to blame I cared for you I got you whatever you wanted I was your shoulder to cry on I was your white knight Always coming to your rescue I was your shield Protecting you from horrible pain Why did it have to end like this Why would this happen I just don’t understand I did everything right Now I ask myself Is it me Or Is it you
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Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 4:32 PM UTC
Is it me?
I am not a hero I am no white knight I try my best But sometimes it isn’t enough Good always triumphs over evil Or so the saying goes Since I lose, does that make me evil I don’t cause pain purposefully I try to help others But I am no hero I don’t fight an unwinnable fight I do feel pain And I listen to my fear A hero has a destiny Something greater than them I simply do not I’m freer than the hero I can believe what I want The opinions of what is good or evil Doesn’t affect me I know the world isn’t black and white I don’t do theimpossible I live in this world Just like everyone else I know who I am And I accept it I am not a hero I am something greater I am me
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Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 4:32 PM UTC
I am not a hero
I am alone No one is with me I sit here and cry My pain is horrid It isn’t physical I can’t get up I have no help I hear voices all around I hear footsteps coming towards me I thought I saw someone who cared All that I saw was a person One who looked upon me with disgust He walks around Looking for something He asks where is my friend The one with such strength in himself All I see is someone different with the same face He looks around a final time I still am alone Even with him here I’m alone A friend is supposed to offer a hand Help you when you are down So through my tears Where is my friend The one who is supposed to help me The one who offers a helping hand The person looks and stares His stare piercing me He comes closer I’m on the ground He is next to me This is what a friend does He pulls his foot back He crashes it forward Hitting my stomach Forcing me up I look at him through teary eyes He looks and says Only true friend can force you up I look and see I’m up I realize I’m not alone For a friend did what was needed A coward kicks someone who is down They do it to hurt them A friend does it help them Now ask yourself this Would you do what is necessary To save a friend
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Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 4:30 PM UTC
I am alone