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Sad DreamI stare through the window and watch the others play,
I go to say hello, but they all turn away,
I have no friends; everyone is scarred of me,
They say it's my face, but I know it's my disability,
You see I can't walk and my face is scarred too,
I've been this way for a long time and that's why I'm always sad and blue.
I cry most days because I'm lonely and no one wants to play with me,
So sometime I wish I was normal, but I know, wishing is just a silly boys dream.
Spoken VerseThis world is free spoken
This world is free verse
And I keep learning every second I'm on this blessed earth
I'm in love with the world even though it's full of sin
But that because I know my lord will make it pure again
My inner voice speaks out thus the freedom of speech
So I will raise my voice so the entire world can hear me
And the words I say there are simple but dear
And those words will reach every single person's ear
I'll never give up is what I say
And I'll never give up
No time, no way
Happy Mothers Day
To the mothers of the world
We know you all stay strong
Even when all seem to be going wrong
So we took this time and we gave a day to you
Because of the love we all share for you
So to you all we give you this
A poem along with a kiss
Happy Mother's Day
And may your day be filled with love
You're children with lots and lots of love.
Fallen cries lay on my ears,
Cries of love not despair
In the distance the song, sounds near,
But only to be heard by the people who care.
I care so I hear these songs,
A song so sweet it will right any wrong.
Could it be and angle who sings this graceful song,
A beautiful maiden who knows that love will make us all get along.
I reach the destination from whence I heard the song,
The song that I heard all alone.
But I see no one who is capable of singing this song,
So I start wonder is something wrong.
Fallen cries lay on my ears, they play so sweet.
I now know who plays this song that sweeps me off my feet,
It's the birds and the wind along with the setting sun,
Because I embrace they beauty
I was bless with this sweet song.
You say you're going to stop speaking to me
I said I don't care, my life will go on whether you're in it or not
You start to cry and said you hate me; you hate me with all you're might
I said so, there are people in this earth who hate me already, and so you're not the first
You cruse me and say you're leaving
I tell you bye
You pause for a minute, and then it comes out
You say those words thinking it will affect me
But it doesn't, but the words you said stick in my mind, but they stick just for a bit
I feel nothing, my ears ring from you're voice, it rings in my head
It sounds annoying but you won't shut up
So I started to walk, leaving you there
You said stop
I pretend I don't hear, so I continue place one foot in front of the other
Gaining distant away from you
You shout saying my name, then holding my hand you pull me back
You hug me and tell me don't go
But I have no more longing to stay
You place your head upon my chest, and you listen for my heart
You tell me it beats not and th
It is another year and it is here,
You know it because you can feel the love in the air,
People buying roses and little bears
To give to the person they hold near.
Near to the heart and to the soul,
This day is special and that you should know.
Like some who buy gifts
And some who sends a kiss
Are like others who would write something like this,
It all goes to show that you really love and miss
That special person you will be receiving this.
Three Little Words
Three little words that can be sung in song,
Three little words that can right a wrong,
No three words can mean the same
But as simple as they are they can bring no shame.
Words you are only to say if you mean them.
To heal a broken heart and wipe away all tears.
Three words to show you care
And you can say those three words
While holding that person near
I love you is not hard to say
And baby I love you in every way.
Three words, I love you.
The earth rumbles the sky shakes
The moon eases back into it's secret place
The sun bows it gets cold
The world as we know it will be no more
The seas color is still yet unknown
The places we once love there are no more.
We as humans destroy the world even the trees fail to grow.
The wind spirals the clouds cry
I guess that's their way of saying good bye.
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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