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 Jan 12
Madeon
I run in the rain,
not seeing where I go,
The wind twists my hair and laughing,
takes my strength.
But I'm not afraid,
because I know –Even the rain teaches to love the skies.
 Jan 12
Liana
Silent Screams
In my head
My heart
My mind
My bones
Almost constantly

They’re quiet enough
That while standing right next to me
You hear nothing
But loud enough
That it’s all I can hear

There are very few
That listen to them
And more so
Understand them
Maybe even have their own

I know most
Don't hear them
Through the walls,
Through the bathroom stalls
Or at all

But they are so loud to me
That sometimes
All I can do
Is sit there
Tears rolling down my cheeks
Begging the monsters
(or maybe just me?)
To calm down
(this note was written by a roof you don't even know is over your head. You fear when it rains you'll get wet.)
 Jan 12
Maddy
Recently visited Honah Lee in Hawaii.
Peter's song about Puff was recorded when I was very young.
We saw the area for Puff and the inspiration for the lyrics
We all sang along on the tour bus.
The sweetness and creativity was touching and endearing.
Maybe we need to revisit the meaning and genuiness now more than ever before.
RIP Peter Yarrow
 Jan 12
Immortality
To be a star,
you must burn.

To be a flower,
you must blossom.

To be art,
you must be created.

To be music,
you must be played.

To be a river,
you must flow.

But to be a lover,
you may not be loved.
I think love should never be conditional...

I’m not perfect, and maybe I’m the most complicated and imperfect girl.
Anddd... a lot of people dislike me and give sarcastic comment for that, buttttt.... my parents and siblings love me unconditionally <3...I thank God every day for it.
It's not about quantity of people, but quality of love, for me..... hehehe..... :)

Remember,
You are never alone; there’s always someone with you.
Maybe it’s just you who are too focused on what's in front of you and haven’t noticed the one standing beside you.
 Jan 12
Immortality
I reach out,
but your warmth,
has already slipped away.
Moment we realise, the absence is louder than the presence ever was....
 Jan 12
Harry Gione
Experiencing the good, brings an understanding of the bad
You gave me so much joy, I could sympathize with the sad.
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