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A robin pecks at the ground.

An Earth Worm mistakes it for rain.

I look on sadly, feeling the poor worm's pain.

he wiggles out of the ground towards his grave.

If there was a way to save

the poor little worm; I would.

The tears are coming, I'm about to cave.

For it isn't fair You came like rain.

But you chewed me up and spit me out.

Filled my hollow mind with doubt.

I shout out to the void.

But I think nothingness is getting annoyed, You know?

The Robin fly's off with the Earth Worm.

It was such a Lovely show.

© copyrighted Nicole Ann Osborn
 Sep 2014 Aquinas
Harley Hucof
We are all connected i know that for sure.
Yet it seems that no body wants to believe that this is the truth.

Your joy, your pain we all feel the same.
Your wishes, your dreams they're like mine. Believe.

Though everyone is in a special way unique
Thats doesnt give you the right to feel superior over me

We are all alive
We are born to love
How did we got so distracted from this cause?
Love one another and spread joy
Help each other
Dont let anyone get you low
Put a smile on people's faces and feel the smile drawn in your soul

Magic is surronding all beings
All we have to do is see it

We all have problems but what does it mean?
We are all living and thats the important thing

We are here to grow and evolve
So we can finally shift to the next world

Its time for our conciousness to develop to its next level

So if you're reading this be open, be kind and remove the bad vibe
Free your mind
Free your soul
We are all divine
Feel the energy flow..


Words Of Harfouchism
Love & Peace
Blue skies,
Green grass,
Pink flowers,
Red roses. 

White sheets,
Pale walls,
Cream lamps,
Oak boards.

Teal bands,
Purple earrings,
Orange dress,
Red bracelets.

Pink lips,
Olive skin,
Auburn hair,
Grey eyes.

There are so many colors,
 but the one,
that matches my soul,
 are all,
The Black paintings,
Of the world.
There might be more to love: the emptiness when one part of your family is gone, and only then do you realize you need them.
 Sep 2014 Aquinas
kylie formella
we're passing around the
blunt
but no one holds it as gently
as i do
no one else depends on
it
to make them happy
 Sep 2014 Aquinas
Jonny Angel
You are the prettiest piece of art,
a real masterpiece,
unforgettable,
I am sure.
So I think
I'm going to hang you,
hang you from
a forty-five degree angle,
make you a sweet classic.
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