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4 types

there are beautiful people

those who are easy on the eyes

for a moment we all fall in love

for that single eye contact we are all happy sailors

over the moon and the stars

 

yet they never last too long

just that forever of a second

 

there are kind people

those who give everything and more for the sake of others

who share when they are starving

who smile when their world has fallen apart

 

yet they are abused

people take advantage of them and stomp on their fragile hearts

and leave them broken

 

there are brave people

standing for justice, for law, for happiness

they perish everything

 

yet they are dead

the cause they have lived for only turns

into the ashes and dust

cadaver 6ft underground

 

there are dreamers

they say but never do

they think but never reach

 

they live and die content

unknown geniuses the world has missed

the world is cruel

yet the beauty, kindness, bravery, and genius still do exist

yes they do

 

the only problem is that these qualities

are poisoned by the very human nature that longs for them to exist

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Jul 20, 2013
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