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 Jan 2017
Alayna Mae
To be happy.

She stared at me, the message of control
Wanting a dream life, isn't it my turn?
She shook in question, why I would her
Needing to be let go, escape it should be my turn?
She stabbed in delight of torture, she was winning
Craving love outside and to deserve, cannot it be my turn?
She sank within my veins, to close the gate to light
Urging to make purpose without noise, when will it be my turn?

To be happy.
 Jan 2017
Alyssa Underwood
"But who do you say that I am?"  ~ Jesus Christ
Luke 9:20

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeKgfUGtcI0
 Dec 2016
Samuel Hesed
Humans are something that amazes me every single day. Their sparks of genius in the most peculiar of places. Their passion to do the impossible, and their love to be better than before. Though, like any creation with a consciousness, it tends to lose its way. War, death, pain, and suffering brings out the worst parts in the human heart. For it will come a day where these things fade from existence and they see beyond the crystal sea. They will push away the mud from their eyes and embrace one another, and their souls will be cleansed by purist blood. Again, I must not dwell on a future to come, but ask myself the question, *“What will I do in this life so that the human race can reach the promise place?”
Copyright © 2015 Paul Forbes All Rights Reserved
 Dec 2016
Unnoticed Notes
We shouldnt have to weep in the night wishing for death
We shouldnt have to live with this unbearable weight
We shouldnt have worry about whats wrong with us
We should be able to live where our hearts work without hesitation from fear of withering in pain
We shouldnt be living in fear of wether or not we'll break down at work the next day
We should be able to sleep at night as easily as the people without depression/anxiety do...
When will we be able to wonder how we ever walked thru the fire without completely losing who we are..  will we make it that far?..
The tiredness is wearing me down.. im so low i forgot what the sun looks like.
 Dec 2016
Liz And Lilacs
Life is full of choices.
So how do I know
if I'm making the right one?
if revenge breeds revenge,
will there ever be an end?

if killing breeds killing,
will there ever be a change?

if war breeds war,
will there ever be a peace?
in this chaotic world
the "law of the jungle"
remain unchange
……
this was inspired by the book i've read
……
the first sentence was not written by me
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