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With all things fleeting one is forced to see,
not everything is meant to forever be.
But our minds attach, we build bridges.
But all things must burn, we move by inches.
Because miles are too hard to obtain alone,
and sometimes we have to do things on our own.
But doubt is easy to overcome
Courage and belief are two beats of the same drum.
So when you look in the mirror and you can't see,
you realize you were lost in the hypnotizing beat.
Things fade, people vanish, lives end.
Our only true and eventual goal is to amend,
That which was broken, to rebuild.
So that your life will be fulfilled.
But human nature is hard to overcome.
Jealousy and Love are the same two beats of the drum.
That mirror one day must break, releasing your monsters for all to see.
And you realize that all you had to do was set them free.
For they wanted to leave as much as you wanted them gone,
But with them gone, you really see yourself and so on.
And while your monsters are gone, you notice what you've become.
A monster to others, and you begin to feel numb.
So while the days and hours slip out of your range,
You realize that the hardest thing in life is realizing that all things must change.
not everything is meant to forever be.
But our minds attach, we build bridges.
But all things must burn, we move by inches.
Because miles are too hard to obtain alone,
and sometimes we have to do things on our own.
But doubt is easy to overcome
Courage and belief are two beats of the same drum.
So when you look in the mirror and you can't see,
you realize you were lost in the hypnotizing beat.
Things fade, people vanish, lives end.
Our only true and eventual goal is to amend,
That which was broken, to rebuild.
So that your life will be fulfilled.
But human nature is hard to overcome.
Jealousy and Love are the same two beats of the drum.
That mirror one day must break, releasing your monsters for all to see.
And you realize that all you had to do was set them free.
For they wanted to leave as much as you wanted them gone,
But with them gone, you really see yourself and so on.
And while your monsters are gone, you notice what you've become.
A monster to others, and you begin to feel numb.
So while the days and hours slip out of your range,
You realize that the hardest thing in life is realizing that all things must change.
Literature
The Storm
What can you do?What can I do?...
As the rain falls and the lightning strikes.
As I sit and I watch
The downpour outside
And I think how unfair it is
That my mom made me stay inside!
You'll get hit by lightning!
But then I insist
She says okay be careful then...
I skip outside, and I start to dance!
I am just happy
A happy little guy!
As I dance in the rain...
Hail starts to happen.
It rattles my scalp
I start to run
The wind starts blowing....
Blowing me away!
I scream in fear
I should have listened!
I fly through the sky
And I get slammed to the ground
I get ripped up!...
By the furious twister!
It really kind of hurts...
Now I am
Literature
Shatterglass
I wanted to tell you
Once upon a rememberance
The words that fell from your lips
Those were colder than the frost on the ground
They shattered my heart
I left the shards
Glimmering like blood-soaked reassurances
You gave pretty platitudes
I spat them back with broken
Wrath
When you flinched away
I lunged
Fangs double-edged as I cut into you
Cruel words and shared memories
Poisoned by my tongue and your treatment
Of me
Literature
Dark Rain
"Dark Rain"
Boiling clouds of threatening murk,
Filling the sky from horizon to sights end,
Shadows deepen, creep and swell,
And lights seem dim and smothered,
The first drops fall
Remember; it's only rain
Thick sheets of glossy black,
Each drop like bitter corrosive tar,
Steak the buildings, paint the bricks,
Leave splashes of sorrow on the walls,
Leave tear marks on people's skin,
Always look forward; it's only rain
Trickling lines of sullen darkness creep,
Pouring over, around, and through,
Each path leeching heat, light, and life,
Like thieves taking happiness instead of gold,
Streets are dark as the rain falls
Keep you
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This is amazing. The title captivated me and urged me to click on it, and I was not disappointed. A profound thought told through a beautiful poem. Great job