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 Aug 2016 m i a
hfallahpour
You and I
will one day
reach the apex of
life's mountain
 Aug 2016 m i a
Eriko
Repaint
 Aug 2016 m i a
Eriko
when I was born*
I can't recall being still
for all I have ever wanted
was to repaint
*the world
 Aug 2016 m i a
Viseract
Disbelief
 Aug 2016 m i a
Viseract
Disbelief:
An act of surprise when,
For instance, lies
 Aug 2016 m i a
Joshua Stanley
Friends come and go
Life flies by right before your eyes.
You loose ones you love
Yet through it all you still love your life.

People leave you to fight alone
You put on a fake smile to hide all your pain
Yet someone still knows your hurt.

Through it all you still put on a front to satisfy those around you
Thorough it all you wouldn't change a thing
Through it all you wouldn't trade your life for fame.

You build a wall to try to keep from getting hurt
You lock up you heart and throw away the key to see who cares enough to look for the key
Through it all there's not many people that got you to open up yet still you love it all.

Struggles meet you in the face to watch you slip up
Yet through it all you wouldn't change a thing.

Through it all you wouldn't change a thing
Through it all you wouldn't trade your life for fame.
 Jul 2016 m i a
ryn
Rueful Request
 Jul 2016 m i a
ryn
We all look up to the same sun.
To the same moon we confide.
We all look at them the same...
Hoping for the light of day...
Wishing for peace at night.

Unfortunately...
It seems that they are not just.
For their light is selective.
It is not available to those
heavily shrouded in the dark,
drenched in tears.
It seemingly favour those
who'd shamelessly croon for their boon.
Miscreants who shirk
their responsibilities and fears.

I beg you...
Guardian of day and sentinel in twilight.
May your arms be kind and fastidious.
May your reach be deliberate,
purposeful and extensive.
Find those who cry but without voice.
Cradle those who've made decisions
without the luxury of choice.
Shed some love so they could see
past their laboured breaths in mud.
Raise them to their feet
so that they might
have a fighting chance to live.
 Jul 2016 m i a
Chloe Zafonte
They left you for a reason
They didn't see you for a lifetime
They saw you as a season
 Jul 2016 m i a
NV
i know only how to wear this body like an apology.
like i'm sorry i take up too much space.
like i'm sorry,
i don't feel small enough to fit into your hands.
i wear it like a sin.
like a prayer that never feels answered.
like confessions i keep trying to change.
i wear it like a broken commandment,
because i love thy neighbour,
but i hate myself.
 Jul 2016 m i a
jeffrey conyers
Stand up
Stand up for Christ.
Stand up for rights.
Just stand up.

Don't be like many if not all of political establishments changing their mindset to gather a vote.
Or holding their voices when Jesus purpose is criticized.

Stand up
Stand up with voice.
Simply stand up!

Racism only exist because many silently complains.
Notice when looking at our past history the best bigots had the power in higher places.

Governors, business leaders and of course law enforcers.
And not many stood up until the feds gave them no choices about it.

Stand up
Stand up for love.
It will out weigh any forces coming at us.
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