poetry
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Beauty resonates from her perfection She is one of natures finest selections I wish she was heading in my direction Wanting to be mine.
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So beautiful and not from here Her accent is loud and clear, Her smile lights up the place With a perfect canvas face, Unspoilt and unblemished And a figure to blow you away, Full of energy and full of grace Theres really not more to say, Except she is beautiful and kind And so friendly…
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I remember being young and so fresh faced Now I am no longer young but heading towards aged and grey, And suddenly I feel sad and miss those days When vitality and energy fueled our crazy days, Unlike now where I feel tired and more outraged By the carelessness and ignorance of how people treat…
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You can only help those who want help and who can listen to your advice and can help themselves and who are adaptable to changing from the same position that they have always come from and got nowhere. If they are rooted in the same place unwilling to try something new, then chances are they…
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It’s easy to dream of greater things you need, whilst forgetting the wonderful things you already have, like family, friends and health. These are not things to take for granted lightly, for it’s a sure fire way to end up having nothing.
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Life haunts those that live in the past, expectations cause us disappointment when we only live for the future, the present is where happiness is found, in appreciating each breath and in the new days dawn.
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Do you get confused as to what is real Are you haunted by the ghosts of your past, Do you live like you’re inferior, troubled with self doubt If so ask how these feelings, thoughts and actions benefit you, The truth is they don’t, they are like a plague Eating away at your confidence and…
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It can be a beautiful day if you want it And we can chase our crazy dreams, And live a life that is so much more happy All we need to do is stoke our desire, Rather than smother our inner fire We can raise our frequencies so much higher, When we deny the darkness…
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Another day another flytip Rubble strewn blocking roads, It’s an environmental crime That happens time after time, Dirty people with no respect Dump anywhere their mess, This is a disgraceful way to act But these people are nature’s true pests.
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When the earth heats up The molten lava boils, Creating more carbon And the lava roils, It only needs then To connect with salt, From the dried up sea beds Then by default, A massive extinction event May then soon follow, Ending mankind’s Dreams of tomorrow.
fauxcroft 