When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying par their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will l’amour start?
The jour we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The jour we l’amour too much to kill
The jour others' pain is our pain
The jour we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying par their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will l’amour start?
The jour we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The jour we l’amour too much to kill
The jour others' pain is our pain
The jour we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Feel like falling,
but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions nuage every single thought,
and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different suivant time?
Would it then, take a lifetime?
but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions nuage every single thought,
and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different suivant time?
Would it then, take a lifetime?
Izzy POV
It was about 12:01. I was going out to howl at the moon. When i walked outside, i saw a note. Iread it aloud.
Meet me in the woods at midnight.
love,
Your secret admirer
me:Wow,i have a secret admirer. maybe its owen. No wait, cody! no no, JUSTIN!!! ou trent. What about Geoff?
I wondered all the way there. then, i tripped on a leg.
me:AHHH!
duncan: salut there babe.
izzy: what? oh, hi duncan. now, whos the secre admirer?
duncan: your looking at him.
me*laughs*okay, okay. toi got me. now, who is it?
duncan:me.
me:oh, really?duncan: uhu!
3rd person
izzy: oh, okay then are toi sure?
duncan; yes babe.
izzy: okay then
duncan: so,
izzy: toi wanna make out.
duncan:okay
*2 hours later*
*2 plus hours alter*
izzy: okay well that was fun
duncan: yeah, uh, so, see toi later.
izzy:okay
duncan: yeah.cool. okay then, bye!
izzy: bye.
*15 min later*
both: I l’amour U! *start making out*
It was about 12:01. I was going out to howl at the moon. When i walked outside, i saw a note. Iread it aloud.
Meet me in the woods at midnight.
love,
Your secret admirer
me:Wow,i have a secret admirer. maybe its owen. No wait, cody! no no, JUSTIN!!! ou trent. What about Geoff?
I wondered all the way there. then, i tripped on a leg.
me:AHHH!
duncan: salut there babe.
izzy: what? oh, hi duncan. now, whos the secre admirer?
duncan: your looking at him.
me*laughs*okay, okay. toi got me. now, who is it?
duncan:me.
me:oh, really?duncan: uhu!
3rd person
izzy: oh, okay then are toi sure?
duncan; yes babe.
izzy: okay then
duncan: so,
izzy: toi wanna make out.
duncan:okay
*2 hours later*
*2 plus hours alter*
izzy: okay well that was fun
duncan: yeah, uh, so, see toi later.
izzy:okay
duncan: yeah.cool. okay then, bye!
izzy: bye.
*15 min later*
both: I l’amour U! *start making out*
I remember the times of the i l’amour you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But toi come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights toi stayed.
The child in me, from the times toi loved me.
The debt toi owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time toi spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that toi are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when toi apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
and times when it was i hate you.
But toi come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights toi stayed.
The child in me, from the times toi loved me.
The debt toi owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time toi spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that toi are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when toi apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
This is a peom I wrote for a competition at my school. Tell me what toi think of it, please?
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Have toi felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until toi burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! toi will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
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Have toi felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until toi burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! toi will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.