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Jennifer Louise Sep 2012
This time is why we live our lives in war,
feeling empty at the sound of the wind.
Killing, dying, at the sea and the shore,
weapons and guns are on what we depend.
we see the trials of the painful deaths.
The people under war, the earth in peace.
We ignore the words of peace from the deapths.
The children of love and war do not meet.
We try to stop but hatred makes it last.
Heart to heart we are strong to make a stand.
We see the hate love put into our past.
All our love has been seen to come and land.
Listen to the earth, feel its endless love,
trust in what it says and fly far above.
Jennifer Louise Sep 2012
These wounds are healing quickly, as is my heart. But I will never forget the day our love was at a start. I loved the way you said my name in the sun and in the rain, all of this though, now causes me great pain. I heard the words “the end” and could never handle myself again. I struck the knife against my soul and heard no word following your swift flee. I never knew you wanted to leave, making my heart wilt like a plucked rose. It showed me true love cannot grow from stones. Cold heartless words are all we now exchange; I thought we would never be estranged. Your words once brought life, now all it breathes is strife. I’m living with no words to express my decomposed soul.
Jennifer Louise Sep 2012
Loneliness, a venomous dispair, runs through your viens. It slowly rips you apart. You dont notice until the last drop reaches your fast pounding heart.You then realize what has happened. A gracious rose cuts you with its thorns,a single drop of blood falls, you are saved as the slow moving pioson leaves your body. A single flower has saved your life, and the vile of depression is burried deep within its grave.
Jennifer Louise Sep 2012
Time is memories wrapped up in space, moving by so quickly it's hard to relax. It makes love break your heart in a matter of seconds and life to wrap up before it begins. You don't expect the unexpected because it moves like a train flying through your hands and leaving you dazed and you don't understand why you can't take hold of your love and your life til it nearly ends, but one thing you know is the time-the memories-last in the end. So make the memory of your life last and don't move on too fast.

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