| -- As time elapses, the little parts of each of us are revealed increasingly in abundance. Those are the little pieces that create our images in each others eyes. | ||||||||||||||||||
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| They see the shining sun And the warm rays it bears, Upon our faces Through the years. We few can feel The flow of acid through our hearts, Of the clouds shedding rain, Of the frowns behind the smiles - The poison dripping clear Through the bubble secluding us - Forcing us into a frame of mind. Like an iron it unwrinkles. Problems - Only to be unraveled again. It's in the uncomfort Of a churning stomach As it is twisted like The ancient vines around an oak. Oh, how seemingly beautiful In the choking grip Of the writhing stalk Behind the flowers, Suffocating the bark. The sun it burns as it shines - Leaving scars untold. Where only darkness lurks Behind locked doors. |
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| Only through a sea of tears can A smile swim. Only when it feels compelled To surface and breathe Will it flip its fin. |
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| The sun shines down: It warms his coat. The grass - it waves, A breeze does float. The lion lays In Africa's brown seas. Can you see his grin And his heart at peace? |
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| Morals or phenomena or views don't change: circumstances do. | ![]() |
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| Don't just learn to accomplish. Learn through your soul: It brings joy and Satisfaction With advancement. |
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| The pitter patter of God's healing tears As they tap nourishingly upon my hand. Oh - what wonderful colors As he smiles in pastels Over his land. This is the rain That poured overhead The forests' trees And shifting sand. |
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