SometimesSometimes people try new things, Like trying out their broken wings, Sometimes people dream of gold, For sometimes dreams are what their told. Sometimes life seems hard to bear, And bronze is underneath every golden stair, But if you shine them long enough , Your long hard work wont seem so tough. Tired and restless through all these years? Chin up small one this is something worthy to hear, If you find yourself lost along the way, Dust yourself off the sun shines in its own day, We all have angels that are here to stay, But they have broken wings too, SometimSometimes
BlindsightHere sits alone a lonely girl, Shut off and cut off, From a blanketed world. A world of smiles painted black, with eyes wide open but sight they lack. Tear stained and beaten,Blindsight
Upon the inside, Afraid to show love, So her soul she hides. Outside she is screaming, And yet no one seems to hear, Writhing inside the lullabies, Created by her fears. "What is it that you seek of me?" She asks the blind, deaf world, "If born upon the oppisite, Would you be the same empty girl?" And so she sits al one and wiats, Restless in all her years,
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< deep > Only the Insane equate Pain with Success </ deep >
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