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Annelise Mar 2013
We know it’s hard to battle and we may not win in the end
But what if victory was just one way to reach peace
Power of mind, beauty of life, freedom of speech
There’s so much to achieve when you fight for yourself.
Annelise Mar 2013
"Why running away when you have everything?
And why crying loud when you used to love laughing?"        
"Because I hate what I've become, you said.
And true love will never happen."
"Well you know it can change overnight, I replied.
You know someone can somehow come into your life
And change everything. Make you the one you wanna be."
"I don’t believe it’s true", you admitted.
"Look at me, I said. Look at us. What are we?
A fantasy, a dream, is it just a nice friendship?"
"I don’t know, you told me. I’m lost and unhappy."
I hold you and you cried, I asked why and you smiled.
“Because we never know the great things we have
And we’re always searching for more.
I’m tired of waiting for what will never come
When I realize that you’re my only cure.”
Annelise Mar 2013
I saw a lion in the sky
His head was shining over mine
The moon was lighting up my room
And made me feel safe for a while
He smiled, I laughed
Then I stood up to reach my window and see why
The clouds made him alive like a dream
Like a fearless king rising in the night.
Annelise Mar 2013
Let the Sun shine upon you, He can be your friend. Let Him be a God for you, He can ease your pain. As diamonds He glows, making you feel better and when the Moon shows up like a mirror, He illuminates the life of others. Nothing can hide Him, not even the clouds, sometimes they’re so thin that His sunlight breaks throughout. And He will never go, you can be sure of it, that’s something you need to know. It will somehow help you live. He’s always here when I’m not right, looking up is my gift. He makes me forget I can’t fly and has become my only belief. But there’s something I love more, it’s beautiful and unreal, it’s for sure what I’m living for and this is how He makes me feel. When I see that there’s a life over there, when I realize He’s the king, when I’d love to be a stream of air to rise above this world and touch Him. Heralds are the birds, the Angel is the Wind and I’m swallowed in the twirl when a wave brushes my skin. Bringing thrilling scents and the softest sounds ever sent, the brightest light over our heads and a reason to stare and stand, the Wind and the Sun are the true loyal heroes of all the people living on this Land.

— The End —