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They sit alone on the highest mountain,
rejecting the world around;
While nature sings its lovely songs,
they barely hear a sound.

The wind caresses the budding trees,
the summer flowers are in bloom;
But vacant souls and shallow hearts,
comfortably reside within the gloom.

Their motto is to take--not give,
and flaunt their hollow success;
While hurting all they claim to love,
and shedding each honored quest.

Now they're humbled by the night,
in the cold and bitter rain;
These trembling skeletons of regret,
now left alone assessing blame.

If only they'd reach out to God,
where forgiveness lies within;
But with the pride of shattered wills,
they simply turn away in shame.
I'd like to think everyone is redeemable but sadly, some people just don't get the message !! Their hearts have been 'stolen' by greed...sharing is NOT in their vocabulary !!
  Aug 2018 Dani Just Dani
nish
was i born a poet
or did i become one
i suppose,
these stars were always enchanting
but only now did i learn
how to express that.
  Aug 2018 Dani Just Dani
nish
never believe a people pleaser
someone who doesn’t know
how to say ‘no’
now somebody else has what you wanted
and you gotta live with it
no don’t complain
after all
you’re the one who trusted them.
maybe I’m petty, maybe I’m human.
I realize now that
I might have wasted some of my
Precious time
Trying to rewrite
The stars and change
Constellations
Into a love story
That was never fated
To last
  Aug 2018 Dani Just Dani
Abbigail
" fake it till you make it."
no.
do you know how many times people have said those exact words?
And then one day faking it is too much and making it is too far away, now they are gone and we no longer fake and make it.
we cry for them now, but they've already cried for us.
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