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three darts to the left
might have tried poisoned arrows instead
but it's about the pain not the death
and life, it's a wonderful mess
three strokes from dawn, now that's the true test
to dream, to rise
and do it all again
thank you, God
I feel so *******
blessed

He loves her.
She loves him.
It's love that makes their world beautiful.

My goal is to become
an oeuvre, the content
must be complete, I’m
trying to find the middle
ground strong beneath
my feet. The reason I’m
so boxed up the smell of
dead disdain, maybe then
I just might find the lost
link on the chain. We all
of us need a reason for
The act to be humane
Maybe then we just might
learn to heal from all the
pain. I am just a student
my teacher is my mind,
Some of you may want to
judge the answers you can’t
find. Now just try to be
quiet, and listen very close.
The person that you really
hate is the one you need the most.
This writing has enough content
I hope you will be pleased,
That is all I’m gonna write
to those with this disease
They all have a need to be honest
and if I'm gonna be true
go ahead and ask how a bout
me? then I'll ask how a bout you?

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haven't watched the sun rise
      in quite some time
but i can remember its warmth when
the corners of your eyes curl up in a smile

it's such a beautiful thing
when you get to sleep in
with no where to go
but up

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