Sunday, March 1, 2009

a poem: by me : / yah itsucks: oh well

STARS

Life is what you make it
Love is Life well open
Break the outter shell
See the world that's opened
Good is hard to find
Evil everywhere
Will you help to turn the page
Or simply stop and stare
Love is life spread out
Tuching hearts well-over
But for sure we still have hate
For this luck we have no clover
Hate is like a rumour
More easilly it's spread
More easilly controlled
You're easilly misled
But who is left to care so much
As to show no fears
So lovely to show compassion
To shed some Loving tears
Humanity can be like Space
Dark, Cold, and Oblivious
Humanity for which you can see
Necessarily does not have to be
Because even Space has some warmth
The warmth only found in Stars

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