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when I am writing I want to tell a story. sometimes thoses stories are not what the mind wants to read. but I want the heart to be forced to feel.
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paramed­ic 1: "young girl age 17, fought out to be, way more then she was meant to be"
  silence fills the ambulance
paramedic 2: "has a few open wounds around the eyes, mouth and even missing a tooth"
  the girl moves her finger
paramedic 1: "it's a sign"
paramedic 2: "yeah she's breathing but that doesn't mean she's alive, you can tell by her eyes. she has lost her sparkel".
paramedic 1: "she must have been here before cause she's fighting, even when she's already gone....she's still trying".
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Xoi Jun 2015
I have a strong interest
Not in seeing but Understanding.
Darkness cannot make me feel
You any less that what you are,
As long as my hand is grazing your lips
I don't need to fathom your words.

You could recite prayers and I would never
See god for I was looking straight at You,
Hands apart.

I've never had expensive jewelry and
With you as armor shielding my eyes,
I understand how the mad devote their lives
To a Diamond displaying a sparkel
But I still need to hold it to really
Know it Shines
Just let me hold you
Gerard Feb 24
When I was small a friend once said That all the stars above my head Represent the ones we love who now live with god above
He said to search the nighttime sky and pick the one that caught my eye
Then that star for me would be
The loved one that I couldn't see
I wss small and I believed him
So I searched the sky for Stephen
One little star did stand out
And I believed without a doubt
That I had found my special star
It was the brightest one by far
Then all the worries that I felt
And all the bad cards I was delt
Would fade away when nighttime came and I could talk to him again
I'd tell him all about my day
How he was missed in every way
And he would sparkel up above
Sending me down light and love
Now I'm grown and know what's true I know my little star's not you
But I also know that you are near
I feel you with me every where
And I still search the sky at night
To find my little star so bright
Because at night at least for me
My little star is where you'll be.

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