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Emily May 2018
Blue it is suited,
With its feathers it beckons,
Spreaded wide and high!
Emily May 2018
Come now, come and trust,
Trust your inner fuss.
Bring it out in the open,
Where there is a possibility it may not be broken.
Don’t toil with your demons,
Make these your reasons.

You are a humble person,
Come now and give someone your open curtain.

Use your mouth and mind,
Choose your words with no signs of being blind!

We of all humans keep a key,
For it unlocks when faith cannot be.

Not everything should be in the shadow,
As this may cause more than a little sorrow.

That is to the many ties One might have to unwravel,
Oh faith cannot exist for we may babble!

Come now let us understand,
That sometimes we need to make a ban.

There is a hiding you wish to go,
But really the truth needn’t be held low!

Not all the time,
As even the imperfect can be Devine.
Emily May 2018
We have a brain, a soul, and a talent of course,
Can you begin to wonder what of it’s sort?

It can be such a confusing game,
Whereby the competition of excellence provides shame.

Keep moving forward, forward and forward!
Until you are rewarded,rewarded and rewarded!

Not everyone can see your talent,
For in present time it may not be valid.

Keep going with your love, passion and desire,
Retire and make yourself perspire!

Endurance is the key to its solution,
Make your talent a revolution!
Emily May 2018
Why I am feeling sad,
In real time it is not at all bad.

My sadness is broken down in the number of times I have to feel pain,
For pain is the escence of my sadness whereby I am feeling reluctance of tame.

Oh why do we get given so many lemons,
Oh so much that we force ourselves to be falsely mentioned.

It may make us weep,
For I choose to do the simplest tasks such as a sweep.
It makes me forget.

For the mind is a powerful tool if you train it right,
Train it to see life’s true colours under an excellent light.

For you never know what is next in stall for your prescious soul,
Whilst the hours, days and years go by time is it’s toll.
Please don’t let yourself be this doll!

Don’t let this get the better of you,
Because you may have found what is untrue.

Sadness can be caused by the pain of losing your soul of originality,
For you may be blind sighted and bounded by fragility.

You need to break through this,
Sometimes you need to take a miss!

Come now let us unleash the pain
Make us human again!

Sadness is a man made pain,
Eliminate sadness and you will be back in the game!

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