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Living PoetryI am all you see. The breath of a dying man, The kiss of two lovers. None escape the beauty Of purest words. The rain, the snow, Every gust of wind. I am everything Without bounds. Everything you feel And everything you think; I am everything. Living Poetry.Living Poetry


Crow's Story III "You ready?" Chris asked. Peter glanced at him and nodded. "Don't be so nervous. You'll see; everything will turn out nicely." Peter just nodded again, and Chris laughed. "You're sure this'll work?" Peter finally said. "Absolutely." He smiled and reached under his mattress. Ealier in the week they had loosened all of the metal bars under the beds and now was the time to use them. Chris found the empty one and pulled it out. "Grab the other ones," he told Peter. As he did that, Chris went to the door and scouted out the guards. There were two,Crow's Story III


Soul of Flame, I Eric walked into the house cautiously and looked around to see if anyone was home. As it was, the place was empty. He sighed his relief and went up to his room where he threw his bookbag in a corner and reached under his mattress for something. He withdrew his hand with a knife in grasp, and not just some kitchen knife either; this was a hunting knife. The kind that could cut through flesh like it was water. Eric had made up his mind during school that today would be the day. It was an absolutely normal day, with no significane whatsoever, and that was what he wanted. He wantedSoul of Flame, I


ThanksThank you. For showing me the value of time. When speed is called for, Or at least when to go slow. Thank you. For teaching me about trust. That those who seemThanks
Trustworthy may not be, And vice versa. Thank you. For educating me on truth. For showing that a lie Is often better Than the reality. Thank you. For showing me reality. That love can indeed be broken. That hurt is a necessary thing. Thank you. For making me human. For making me mature. For breaking my imperfect mold. For broadening my horizens. For


Love Can Kill Yep YepLove ties the noose tightly Love undoes your death swiftly Loves the step stool underneath of you Loves what helps you stay on the ground Loves what sweeps you off your feet As you gasp and struggle to breath Loves that rope around your kneck Loves your eyes seeing your soul mate leave Love is all your pain and your healer Love is your everything...Love Can Kill Yep Yep
Love is the razor to your wrist Love is the band -aid as you bleed Love is the gun to your temple Love is what brings it down Love is that final push on the trigger Love is that one drink too many &nbs


To Friends~ Reflection distorted in the eyes of its own In mine its beautiful, its intellect shines Image is ruined by consciousness & life ~ The realness of your magnitude That you are blind too Lies in eyes, of lovers & friends Looking at you, the true wonder, we see ~ Thoughts & Ideas hidden underneath Child's past and false stereotypes Brilliance and success, masked by pain ~ Self Image is a lie To see the true beauty Look Into my eyes I'll show you what i see I'll show you who you are. the person you long to be.To Friends


Exhale.They think I've got the easy life Think I've got it down-pat When this shadow follows me everywhere Making every object I pass glare at me In reminders of my fear. But when other groups pass them The objects turn gold.Exhale.
So I'll sit here in my corner And they can sit in theirs A pessimist unwelcome to the world. I have some volunteers Who would like to put that spark in my eye And they do But they won't see past my eyes. I won't let them. I can't even breathe when the fear hits Its long gnarled fingers beginning to choke me.
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