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posted by MCF2000
Don’t run.

Don’t give up when it gets hard.
Don’t lower your chin.
Don’t think you’re not strong enough.

I believe toi won’t run.

I believe toi won’t give up when it gets hard.
I believe toi won’t lower your chin.
I believe you’re strong enough.

I know toi won’t run

I know toi won’t give up when it gets hard.
I know toi won’t lower your chin.
I know you’re strong enough.


(As I read this over it kind of seems like a mother talking to her son/daughter as they grow from 'don't do this' to 'I belive in you' to 'I know toi can do this'.)
posted by irena83
In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
amer and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this musique of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written par the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.
posted by babyjay
true Friends are hard to come by...
yet when toi catch them toi feel like toi can fly...
toi trust them,
l’amour them,
and talk of future...
toi know that they will never lie...
and suivant to them toi stand side par side...
toi l’amour them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when toi know your important...
that toi know toi have some one to comfort you...
toi hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true Friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
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posted by ThornedRose
life has won over death
you arrive
a joyuss look in your eyes
you were laughing
you were smiling
you were crawling
when toi took your first steps
you were mesmirized
you were running
you were jumping
you were making mud pies
clinging onto me
soon toi were older
to old for grownups
you played with your Friends
you played sports
but toi still called me mommy
you were chasing after girls
you were failing your classes
you were making a mess of your world
soon toi betrayed me
you lied and toi cheated
you a volé, étole from me
you disapeared for days
you dropped out of school
you swore at me
you snuck into...
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THE DANCE OF DEATH

by: Charles Baudelaire

ARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves,
Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves
With all the careless and high-stepping grace,
And the extravagant courtesan's thin face.

Was slimmer waist e'er in a ball-room wooed?
Her floating robe, in royal amplitude,
Falls in deep folds around a dry foot, shod
With a bright flower-like shoe that gems the sod.

The swarms that hum about her collar-bones
As the lascivious streams caress the stones,
Conceal from every scornful jest that flies,
Her gloomy beauty; and her fathomless eyes

Are made of...
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In our Society today, do toi class yourself as free? ou are toi constantly clinging onto things, which give no guarantee?
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