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I’ve seen eyes that capture all that I am and pull it to the front so I see it all, good and bad.
Eyes that looked so deep I imagine I could fall into them and get lost.
Eyes that have seen until the end of the world and so much more.
Eyes that hold captive the beasts that dwell where we dare not go and put them to a deep sleep.
Eyes that have power and strength and ideas good enough to topple the world,
The same eyes that need nothing more than a warm mug of tea
And another pair of eyes to share the world with.
ARE YOU ONE OF THOSE WHO SHOW-OFF, CAUSING OTHERS PAIN?  DO YOU TAKE IT TO ANOTHER LEVEL, CHOOSING TO ACT INSANE?
DO YOU STAND OUT IN THE HALLWAY, IN FRONT OF A LARGE CROWD?  YOU CHOOSE TO PICK ON THE SMALLEST GUY, BELITTLING  HIM, SPEAKING REALLY LOUD?
ARE YOU ONE OF THOSE WHO CHOOSE TO BE HEARD?  YOU SEEM TO GET EXCITEMENT, OUT OF EVERY FILTHY AND HURTING WORD.
DO YOU FIND ENJOYMENT, OUT OF MAKING PEOPLE CRY.  YOU MAKE THEM FEEL SO BAD, THEY WANT TO CURL UP AND DIE.
STOP CAUSING PEOPLE PAIN, THEY ARE HUMAN JUST LIKE YOU.  IF YOU WERE TREATED JUST LIKE THEM, WHAT WOULD BE THE FIRST THING YOU DO?
BY, AUTHOR & POET, SANDRA JUANITA NAILING
 Oct 2014 Harmony vaitupu
Puck
do you know what it feels like
not to belong?

the mind is aching,
searching for a place
to call home,
where you get tucked in at night
and finally get some sleep

a place
to feel free,
where you can dance in the rain
and laugh in the pale moonlight

but the thing you refuse
to believe

you reject
in the depths of your heart

is the search
will never stop.
anyone relates?

— The End —