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The best way to get over an issue,
Is really quite simple in my eyes,
Simply stop viewing it as a problem,
And it becomes a nice surprise.

A death becomes a family day out-
Put the fun back into funeral!
The deceased has probably moved on,
To a place that's far more beautiful.

Your lovers left you? Not to worry,
The memories are here to stay,
And if we're going to honest,
She's probably happier this way.

Can't afford to pay off the mortgage?
Cheer up, silly - let's go camping!
It was just bricks and mortar anyway,
And the place needed revamping.

If you lose your job keep that chin up,
What you have now's a holiday!
Let's be honest - your boss was a ****,
And you won't miss him anyway.

You've got writers block and poetry,
Flows no longer from your pencil?
Me too! That's why I forced these rhymes,
And I show lack of potential!
Don't do that and don't do this,
The things we're told from birth to death,
But all this life is **** and ****,
And charges you for every breath,

What we drink and what we eat,
What we write and what we make,
Where we go and who we meet,
What we give and what we take,

What we are and what we do,
Unless we choose the pills or knife,
The only choice left we can make,
Is when we choose to end this life.
I think there's still the remnants of teenage angst left in the back of my mind.
I may have held the gun
But I didn't pull the trigger

I may have tied the rope
But I didn't pull it tighter

I may have grasped the knife
But I didn't slice my flesh

I may have wanted to die
But it was you who did the killing
Does this make sense to anyone else?
 Jan 2016 Xiao - SparKticas
AM
I live, I breathe
I laugh everyday
but I cry each night
with the hope to return
to the almighty God
and I wake up each morning
with the realization that
I have no capability to see
my beloved mum, dad
and my kind brother
and I walk around
seeing the sun and the moon
switch places as always
with the fear at some point
the people whom I love
so very much stop inhaling
the air forever, again
 Jan 2016 Xiao - SparKticas
AM
a little girl like myself
would think a hurricane like you
a beautiful carousel to ride into
 Jan 2016 Xiao - SparKticas
AM
cheers to
the new open doors
the start overs
and the forgiveness
we will be facing
as we dance along
the beautiful storm
with music inside us
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