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more alive
and more alive;
She does that to me
i am prostrate;
and worship willingly
at her feet;
kiss them and love
and kiss some more
until i kiss her all;
and more alive
and more alive
i kiss her all over
once more
Manda
sweet loving
really good
poet
nice friend
respectful
manda
this poem is for manda
I cry inside because you have no idea how much your life is worth.
And everytime  I see that smile,
That smile you put on just for the pleasure of people.
But inside I see more,
I see the pain, the battle raging inside.
The battle you've tried so hard to win, but in reality you've given up.

But oh how I wish I could say something that would just turn your mentality and make you realize how special you are.
Your heart is a well just ready to be filled with life.
Why don't you let the one who provides the water fill you up?
Because oh, how much promise you show.
The potential  you have is overwhelming.

Please, please don't give up.

Because dear, you believe lies.
You've been lied to and most importantly you lie to yourself claiming that you don't care.
When we all know  you're an empty galaxy just waiting to be filled with stars that illuminate the love you wish to bear.
Please stay in this world.
You are loved.
For all those fighting for a reason to live, there is hope.
A thousand years-
      I can't make it
      for in every moment I can make a tear
      
A thousand reasons-
      of loving you
      and every pain that's hard to bear

A thousand smiles-
      they're gone away
      now I am in this dark corner again

A thousand sighs-
      they make me free
      unchain this heart from so much pain

A thousand wounds-
      they make me sick
      and give me so much aching fears

A thousand words-
       please come to mend
       and wipe away my thousand tears!
Too much...
Swallow your words.
they are sharp
and cut your throat
like glass shards.

Glass from a broken bottle
that once had a note
written by a shaky hand
that read, "help me."
Self destruction has tainted our way of life.
It's time to break the cycle.
In the darkness of fear, there's a dawning light.
It's time to break the cycle.

We stumble around and fall to the ground, but are we too proud to reach out,
to reach for a hand that can help us to stand, and keep us from falling facedown?

We're only helpless because we're heartless.

In a world
headed for self-destruction,
the answer is here;
are we too blind to see it?
In a world headed for self-destruction,
the answer is here; are we too blind to see it?

-For Today
For Today.
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