I am a verse wrapped inside a chorus, I am a blanket of lyrics sewn together by a string of words which both define, and destroy me. I am the aftermath of a powerful storm, I am the rainbow dancing through the sky as the thunder quietly fades away. I am the last kid picked, the first one blamed, and the only one stupid enough to stand still just long enough to watch it all slip away.
In a world often mislead and guided by fear, every now and then we sometimes get a second chance. Where some find beauty only in the most obvious of places, a select few of us however find ways to find the same beauty tucked away between the cracks we cross while walking along a typical sidewalk. Beauty rests solely in the eye of the beholder, some too stubborn to acknowledge that such beauty still exists. I have seen this beauty,
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Sheltered, beneath the warmth of loves embrace, this world is not all that it appears to be. So many different shades of gray yet inside we are all still children. Not one of us truly wishes to grow up, for in our hearts we will live as children eternally. Life has a strange way of making us grow old; another responsibility leads to another failure. I sit here alone day in day out finding more and more ways to fight
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Five years old she’s got her mamas eyes Ribbons in her hair an angel in disguise She spreads her wings wishing she could fly And defines to me the true meaning of life. And through her eyes this world makes sense And beneath her smile lies only innocence Her mama taught her two wrongs don’t make a right As war surrounds us her tears beg me not to fight Catch my breath, dry my eyes, and begin to walk away
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