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 Jan 2016 K603
DET
If (You try)
 Jan 2016 K603
DET
By:D.E.T

If you can't fly
Try to to sly
But do anything to see yourself rise

If you want to to get high
Then try
Start from the bottom of the floor
Cuz as you rise there will be a door

If you can't speak write it down
If you can't write then speak
If you lose
Chose
To stay on the right shoe

If you can't win
Then try again
If you win then help others with your talent
But first learn how to fly
Cuz a bird with a broken wing
Will try again to win
A bird that learn's how to fly
Will take another try
Or sly

If you fall
Stand tall
And walk
If you fail then try

If you want to cry,
Cry but wipe your tears
When you feel ready
Go for it
While I sit
Here and watch you rise

But only if... you try
 Dec 2015 K603
jeffrey robin
..


Tired

Of all the warring

I'm tired

Of begging for peace

;:;

I'm tired of all the politicians

And their

Glorification of Greed


)(

Either  


Eternity or Death


Is waiting here for you and me



My love

My love

My love is



Only free


"""

I am here and I'm gonna stand

One with creation

I am the new kid on the street


Ain't a never gonna leave


""


I'm a tired

So very tired

Of all these warring days

Tired of begging for peace



:;:

So why don't ya stay here with me ?
 Dec 2015 K603
Mica Kluge
What do I want in life?

The wind in my hair,
The sun on my back,
The sounds of drumbeats
And rustling trees in my ears.
A well-loved book nearby,
And a pen in my hand
With a blank page before me.
A creek running over my toes,
Its melody blending with the trees,
And the grass beneath me.
The arms of the one I love around me.
That is all I want
From this life.
With only this,
I will be content for all of my days.
On a broken leather sofa
By the wall of a music hall
Trying not to be recognised
But failing.

On a dusty old sofa
Relaxed at a friend's gig
Given up on staying secret
Because I was failing.

On a simple brown sofa
Holding hands at a three band show
Her touch comforts, I want to say
But I keep failing.

On a tired too-low sofa
Too-loud music vibrates the floor
My head on her shoulder, wishing to tell her
But failing.

On an unfamiliar sofa
Feeling at home as music blares
Unashamed to be myself with her
Not failing
For once
I am not afraid
With her.
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