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 Oct 2015 Gary
Rivers Kay
They all saw it...
No one knew the severity of it all though.
I broke.
My last string.
My last hope.
As far as i have climbed I am now falling a great distance.
So close to the top fighting so long threw the cuts on my hands and tears in my eyes I slipped on it all.
It all hit me at once again and again.
They watched me cry the tears i have hid so well for so long.
The tears they caused.
I broke.
My last string.
All my hope.

                                They all watched it...
 Oct 2015 Gary
GaryFairy
Take my hand and come with me
Racing hearts and butterflies
Underneath a willow tree
Embracing love with starry eyes

Losing ourselves to the night
Overcome by passion's flow
Visions of love in moonlight
Enamored under tender glow
 Sep 2015 Gary
Mike Hauser
Hello innocence my old friend
It's hard to say how long it's been
Since you and I held tender hands
I still often wonder where you went

Was it you or was it me
That dove head first into the worldly sea
Or caught the whisper on the breeze
Is that why you felt the need to leave

Was it the way I treated you
Would I go back if this I knew
Trade it all out for the truth
Life's not been the same since I lost you
 Sep 2015 Gary
RH 78
Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Washed up.
Lifeless.
All for a new life too far to reach?

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Terrorists
Heartless.
What happened to the human rights we all preach?

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Traffickers.
Gangs.
Displacing people no home and no speech.

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
A son.
No future.
We hang our heads and weep!
Broken hearted and deeply affected by pictures I saw in the news depicting the lifeless body of a little boy no older than three who was photographed washed up on the shore line of Turkey. The result of further illegal human smuggling, people trafficking promising to get families to Europe on a false promise. All too often, people are put into small boats unable to sustain the weight of all the people put upon it and not fit for purpose. This is yet another shocking event in the wake of atrocities taking place in North Africa where the displacement of millions of innocent people continues. Governments are too busy counting the pennies and quarrelling amongst themselves in addition to wasting precious time as gangs and smugglers take advantage of the situation by sending people to their death profiting from the desperation of families searching for a place to call home. When will this end? RIP to the little boy, his brother and mother who all perished.
 Aug 2015 Gary
Velvet Elk
Leaving you is worse than death,
my warm bed.
Insecurities keep your voice from being heard
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: April. 2011
 Jul 2015 Gary
Nikita
What if
 Jul 2015 Gary
Nikita
What if every wish you made was countered by every bad thing you've ever done ¿
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