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Hello, hello, hello!

The sun is shining,

the river is running.

We will have a good lift today!

We have enough food,

we have enough rooms,

also,

we have much love!

It's from our children,

it't from our parents,

also

it's from our frends1

Don't sad,

don't unhappy,

think about yourselves,

how happy you are!

Say hello every morning

with a good mood!

Hello, hello, hello!

When I dream a little dream life becomes so complete,

when my dream comes true life then is subdude

when life gets you down stick out your chin and grin

because we know that a smile can bring the best of firends.

S-M-I-L-E.

Firends are nice,

They pay the price.

Firends help Friends out,

If you just get out.

Firends help you,

You sould too.

So that's why I say,

Firends

I THINK ABOUT THE BAD THINGS IN MY LIFE THAT I DONT WANT TO LIVE ANY MORE I JUST CUT MY SELF IN MIND HOPING TO POOR OUT BLOOD THAT SOME WOULD COME TO ME & ASK ME WHAT ARE YOU DOING LETS GO OUT U

NEED TO GET HELP BUT HOPING I FIND

THE ONE SOON BUT ILL BE IN THE DARK FOR ALL MY LIFE TIL DEATH COMES FOR ME

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an0ula
19:42 Apr 12 2010

Something that life tought me.....NEVER GIVE UP!!!....and as greeks say..."hope is the last thing that dies.."

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The darkness of light,

the darkness of day.

You come so close to me,

I can't even see.

The darkness in my hart,

is all that I have,

Even though you can't see it,

It's burning like mad.

This poem is not long,

nor is it short,

but there is one thing I see,

is what is in my hart.

This poem is from my hart,

and all I can see,

the love of my darkness,

is what I believe.

Dark & silent Wright

theres a day when the light shines

so bright that the night finds

another time to cast dakrness in your eyes

suprised in mind to see

what would truely be if it was there

being a nothing but just a square

in the corner of my mind

ut at last

a dark shadow is casted

too fast that it passed me

never thinking that time will outlast me

as we dance free

to the sound of the brass beat

but since we cant sleep

from the street

we souless corpses creep deep into the night

Darkness falls across the land

As evil stands with out stretched hands.

Death and mayhem are its goal,

To exterminate their good and

Righteous foes.

Evil smiles its wicked grin

Full of guile, cruel as sin.

Spreading its taint,

Infecting the land

The smell of death

And

The spread of decay

Are strong here now.

killing myself is so much true

i want to heal from the pain i/you caused

caused you are better than me i think so its not true

but now it is

caused no one cares no one wants to help

you think im so nice but you don't want to see my

evil side you think i don't have one but oooo think

again

i tried to cut my neck and my wrist

i hate the world i hate myself

killing myself you better believe this poem

killing myself caused me pain

you killed me

killing my self i did

My Lord, put an end to this killing

Let the teens find peace and rest

Why, dear Lord, do we have to

Bury the wrong with the best

My heart weeps for all of them

The parents and friends alike

No words can be expressed in this poem

Of their suffering and their strife

My heart aches sorely for each

And every loss

God smiles for joy to welcome them

That came to join Him on the cross

im writing this poem for you

the only thing you thought you knew

acctually exist in your own head

my love is only lost in your arms

holding me safe from the real world

i wish you could hold me forever

The journey through

To the End.

Capture, Delight

Bask In His Glory

To Be - All Images

Throne Eyes

So beautiful, as the rain glistens

If you are quiet you can listen

To the drops that feed the garden

A ray of hope

Pours through the trees

To blossom us with what we need

Dedicate your life to looking up through your scope

Looking down all the time is bad, for you have no hope.

A special person inspired me to write this poem

I send best wishes, and a life filled with joy!

Deborah Hunter - Dark

I am torn, torn among the many thoughts and emotions that

plague me everday. Torn by whether to hate you for the

hurt, or to love you through it. Torn by whether to give

up my love or to endure it to whatever end it may take. I

sit and think of you every night, should I have stayed, or

should I have ran off into uncertainty, only delaying the

inevitable time in which we will be no more. Does it have

o be this way? Is there not another option? I watched all

our ambitions and dreams disappear before my eyes, and in

heir place was despair and grief and loneliness, as far

as I could see. A barren wasteland of broken dreams and

empty promises. I sit and wonder if I could do it all

over again, would I? Or would I go back and kill myself in

order to not bear the pain of the future? No, certainly



ot. Nothing is so painful to elicit my demise. Life's

problems are only trivial. I will go on. Setting sail into

he vast emptiness that is the remnants of all I hoped

for. Searching for the light among the darkness the light

o mend this torn soul.