Break free
Will I break free from my past?
Or will I let the chains tie me down?
For I have been confided in a small room for hours trying to break free from this obstacle.
My mind is stuck, but my heart is trying to break free.
The bars are too small and I cannot break through to the other side.
For the other side is where I want to be.
Where I can be free from my past and not be weighed down by negativity.
But now I realize I can slowly break free by saying this statement: I am beautiful just the way I am and don't need to change for anyone.
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Open 2
Open your heart and let all your love pour out to the world.
The world needs love for it is falling apart.
Open up your eyes and see all the violence that is happening all around you.
The world needs peace for violence is killing innocent people.
Open up your mind and think about what you have in life and what some believe don't.
For the world needs people to help them prosper.
Finally open up your mouth and let your teeth be shown.
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Angel
** Yesterday was the anniversary of the death of my friend's sister. She died at the age of 7 from cancer. I wrote this poem in memory of her.
Smell all the roses,
For then you will smell her sweet scent.
Look up in the sky and see its beauty.
For then you will see how beautiful she was.
She is with the sun during the day and the stars at night.
Lighting up this world with her very own light.
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Father
* this is a poem I wrote about my friend's father. It is written like my friend is saying it.
The sun shines brightly as his jokes brighten up people's day.
People's hearts beat fast like a drum as his will to care is shown through his actions.
This man was a storyteller.
A wise man whose story will be known forever.
He was my best friend.
I won't ever forget him like a parent can never forget the birth a child.
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Connection
You look into each others eyes,
And a new feeling comes over you.
You want more than a kiss.
So you slowly let them get ontop of you.
They slowly carress your body with their touch and an overwhelming passion goes through you viens as the feeling is created through you bodies.
You want them more so you slowly let every part of them feel what your like inside.
Once the feeling is gone.
You think about how lucky you are too have them.
Then the feeling of loves gets stronger and the connection between you body starts to happen again.
For you have always enjoyed their touch because you love them.
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Poem #1 in memory of Dustin
*** In memory of FRIEND'S son Dustin, I have decided to write a poem each day up to December 9. For December 9 is the anniversary of his death. I didn't know Dustin, but I wish I did. Here is poem #1.
He pushes back the curtains to let the light shine to your heart.
He hugs you tightly as a feeling of air is felt on your body.
He is in your heart,
Helping you to shine your light towards others.
He is part of your eyes,
helping you to see the beautifulness that he has left behind for you to show to others.
Dustin was a gift.
Something that was to wonderful to be set in a box,
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Here
He is here even though you can't see him.
He is here wanting you to keep knocking down your obstacles.
You are here to inspire others with your presence and he will continue looking over you to help you in life.
For although he is gone.
He will always be in your heart.
So continue to look out of a small knock.
For it won't be coming from your front door but the door of you heart.
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Risk
You put your name in a box with a million others not knowing what the prize will be.
A person mixes them around
And your name gets called.
You go onto the stage and wonder what the prizes will be.
The woman says choose door 1 or door 2.
You chose door 1 hoping it will be a car or a trip to Hawaii.
Door number 1 opens and you realize it is just a bunch of bikes.
You get down at first but then realize it was worth the risk.
For many people would love to get a chance at winning a prize even if they don't win.
For life is about taking risks.
Some go our way and some don't.
But at least we don't wonder forever what will happen if we don't.
For live is too short to wonder about what will happen.
So take the risk and it will be worth while no matter what happens.
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