By Arcassin Burnham

Power of greed could consume and
Bring out the worst in you,
Putting down the hopes of people around you,
Terrifying the youngsters from their destinies
And destinations , mixed with fantasies and
Lust and occupation,
No law,
No code of conduct,
Just free spirits wandering in trees and places filled
With so much vegetation bringing forth communication
To nature and what it gave to us humans to survive
And let go all of the false information that we hear on
T.v,
Or is that just me?
I take my hat off to the -people that brought us into
This life,
To live and learn and love to be precise.

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The sight,
The smell,
The sound,
The thought of you,
I put together pieces of this virtue,
Darkness follows and your head is so cold,
Love I swear to you is not a fluke,
And my love for you has finally grew,
In search of color ,
we just brightened up the hue,
Evil lives here,  
it's just something you never knew,
Finding ways to please it,
Only in a muse,
no matter what happens we have to maintain our
Youth.

As I heal the sick and injured
My pain increases within
As I soothe their sorrows
My tears will become an ocean

I give my heart
To the ones I take care of
Leaving me empty inside
A void I can't fill
Only a love
Can begin to mend
My shattered soul

I tell myself
I don't love her
Though I miss her
Went months with out
Hearing From her
I was happy

Saw her again
Feelings boiled inside
Both hate and love
Should I let
Love or hate run my life?

Let's start with trust, respect, love, and loyalty

I can give you all that and more
I'm giving you my heart, body, and soul

All sincere, no lies



I can see the unshed tears in your eyes
So, come along and take my hand
Let's explore this paradise one step at a time

You don't really want to be with someone like me, though

And it's true

My heart has been broken too many times

By too many things and too many people

I would try my best to be there for you, but sometimes, I wouldn't be

Sometimes, I'm not even there for myself

There are days when I am filled with dark grey clouds

And others when all I speak is rainbows

You would probably suffer on both kinds of days

Knowing, on the somber ones, that my own thoughts were suffocating me

And then, on the good ones

Knowing that the weather might soon change

I'm out of
Love to give
I only have
Friends