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 Jul 2015 Jonny Angel
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When I was small
I walked on fairy dust and
my dreams were as tall
as skyscrapers towering
above the universe
inside of me, was the galaxy.
I was born of the cosmos,
full of light and love
passionate in my quest to
give this to others.
But as I grew my star began to fade,
stars need love and light to survive
and deprived of both my blazing fire
transformed into weak candlelight.
At school I had learnt it was easier
to hide your light
than to stand out as different
and be extinguished in an instant.
So I kept myself to myself
at the back of the class,
knowing the answers but not
shouting them out.
I daydreamed, and doodled
stars on the corners
of my books, all the while
I could hear the universe
calling out to me to trust,
that we are all born of this
cosmic stardust.
Eyes went blank
     in humanity's stare,
  blinded by the stark
        reality of blood
seeping from every
         pore of mankind
One asketh the question,
What is this thing called love?
One word I shalt giveth thee......
                                                      ­   SACRIFICE!!!!!!



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
The world's forgotten true love. They know lust. But in love we sacrifice all for another.. Even for God. If you believe in him... We give all our hearts and souls to another and lay down our lives and souls for another if its friends family or our lover's... Yet noone will sacrifice these days. On this earth, not found to me. Sadly. Maby à select few. And I am so happy to see it when I do... It's a blessing to see it, just painful to not have that /:
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