find my way

I'm sitting all alone, with tears that start to fall. Not wanting to let go, i'm afraid ill lose it all. When i'm in your arms, i know i have to try. But when i'm by myself, all i do is cry. Just seeing you smile, brightens up my day. And...

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The Performance

The only thing he could concentrate on was the thumping of his heart beat, the horrible, fluttering, sinking feeling in his stomach. What had once been excitement, had changed to anticipation, and it was killing him. He closed his eyes, took a deep...

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Pawprints

inspired by reading about a fellow fur's difficulties, this is a furry/aboriginal version of the christian story "footprints." pawprints one night a male had a dream. he dreamed that he was walking along a trail with the creator.

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The Light and the Darkness of Humanity

_the one who sits in darkness_ _is the one who looks for the light to fix their blight_ _the one who looks to the moon to be swoon_ _they have a fear in their eye the one that shows lies _ _in the darkest of depts they feel the warmth of a large...

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Breaking Through

And on this day, she 'gan to move. And on this day, earth trembled. For on this day, both earth and sky, And stars, themselves, remembered. For music spoke, And music sang, And music doth remembered, That secret song, That secret heart, That...

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Crossroads

A crossroad stands before you, yet again A choice should be made, let's begin One to the left, "option A" per se, Another to the right, "option B" One may lead to wealth and fame, Other can grant health and time. Struggling on and on, which...

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A New Day

We awaken to a new day A new dawn to hope, live and rest Albeit our lives be short today, We learn everything we see, like a pest Following here and there, seeking greater knowledge. A sea of information, unending. in it we tread, naive yet...

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A poets peace.

A voice from the dark called out, 'The poets must give us imagination of peace, to oust the intense, familiar imagination of disaster. Peace, not only the absence of war.' But peace, like a poem, is not there ahead of itself, can't be imagined...

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My work

Today I am tired, Because I got fired, And now I have nothing to do. I have no money, My boss thinks it's funny, And my brother laughs at me too! But I've got hope, And that's all I need, For me to someday be in the lead...

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Preserverance

We've all had times, when the going gets tough The smooth ride suddenly, feels bumpy and rough The good times are gone, it's all rather gruff You let out a sigh and exclaim - "I've had enough" We are all entitled at times, to gripe and to moan...

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Live life.

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all man-kind doubts you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied...

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A Fertile Mind's Failings

A frustrating feeling unlike any other, Is the want to create beautiful words. With no ideas on what to compose. Lack of inspiration and without a muse. There's a sense of hopelessness Beginning to engulf your thoughts. What do you do when you...

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