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don't keep quiet.
go, and tell your story.
sing it from the rooftops
and shout it from the mountaintops.
write it in the sky,
tattoo it on your skin
and braid it in your hair;
tell your story.
don't let it go unheard,
because there is wonder
in your story,
there is grace in your
redemption,
because your words
are stepping stones
to freedom.
tell your story.
Twist in remorse but dont endorse change
kiss all my sores then make more of the same
smile at my face then replace all your teeth
guile's not your strength I see fangs underneath
shout with your voice make a choice to conceal
out are the words but unheard is what you feel
the one, together forever we've made what we are
the sun's my attention not to mention...it's only a star
Some things are not meant to be shared
There are places that haven't been explored
Sights that have yet to be seen

But you somehow discovered this dark place of mine
It was never meant for you to find
Some things are better left unknown
 Jan 2015 Peter Simon
Olivia Kent
And the sky is darkening at the end of the day.
The trees are swathed in ebony flowers.
The children are crying, they're breaking their hearts.
Their blood flows bright.
The last night of their mother as her eyes be shut tight.
Goodnight mama, sleep just right.
(c) Livvi
 Jan 2015 Peter Simon
Just Melz
There's nothing I'd like more
Than to just be happy
I don't even know anymore
 Jan 2015 Peter Simon
Olivia Kent
She's a little bit crinkled,
A bit like a chip.
Take everything offered.
You'll find her quite hip.
No broken bones tho.
See how she goes.
Broomstick be loaded.
See her long red hair flow.
Right out behind her.
Up up and away.
The red hot witch woman is off out to play !
(C) LIVVI
Kindness is weakness in the eyes of those yet to see strength.

-Joseph B Schneider
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