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Kelly O'hara Apr 2014
Courage is what makes us.
Courage can be what breaks us.
Courage is what drives us.
Courage divides the weak.
Courage makes us free.
Courage controls our instincts.
Courage makes us face our fears.
Courage is what it takes to stand out and and be proud of who we are.
Kelly O'hara Apr 2014
Rain falls like tears that weigh heavy on my heart.
Rain fails to wash away the memories that have haunted me, that have followed me.
Like a broken doll that is waiting to be fixed do i feel the rain fall on me.
Hollow is the shell that is my body and mind for it is broken, it waits for the rain.
I hunt for that which is lost in the shadows in the rain.
Kelly O'hara Apr 2014
Identity is a complex thing.
Identity can be a mask.
Identity can be fake or real.
Identity look at me what do you see?
For identity i can make any sacrifice.
A darkened shade of invisible expression is the anonymous hand of identity, cursed with to much freedom.
Searching for identity it doesn't seem enough.
The need for identity why doesn't it seem to have any meaning?.
I search for an identity a dynamic being called me.
Kelly O'hara Mar 2014
I sit here in the dark i feel my hearts shadow beat fiercely.
Time passes slowly like the sun moving through the heavens.
The shadows pass as feel the emotions flow through me.
My heart's shadow divides me like right and wrong.
Like  dark and light does a heart's shadow move.
Kelly O'hara Jan 2014
See the soldiers row upon row,
Carrying all their burdens and woes.
They fight and they bleed all for you.
For valiant they fall fighting for freedom.
The soldier fights for their flag, their family, your freedoms.
The soldiers fight for right and wrong.
This not a nightmare or a dream, this is where people scream.
The soldiers stand tall in the streets, they bleed without a sound.
These soldiers are just names and tags when they end up in body bags.
Remember these soldiers keep the peace,
They are soldiers who live and die so we can stay free.
Kelly O'hara Jan 2014
Hear the song of the earth,
Feel it's power and strength.
Hear it's cry.
Hear the cry of nature.
Feel the earth, water, air and fire,
Feel the spirits of the earth.
Kelly O'hara Jan 2014
I sit upon the sandy shore,
Watching the waves flow back and forth.
The breeze caresses my face, it whips my hair,
It encloses my body acknowledging I'm there.
I walk the dunes  i feel at ease, i see the sea calm and still.
As the day begins to end i sit upon the beach,
To watch the sunset  reach it's peak.
I stood in the sand on the beach observing nature at it's peak.
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