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Heart Ache

Heart ach comes daily
No words are true
What you chice to believe
Is completely up to you
Love your life
Seek for the truth
Hold on to your youth
For it is not yours
It's all a demise
Lost in the hands of others
Before our own eyes
It's time to wake up
It's time to realize
That your stilling slavery
You are locked up
Your just asleep
Running with your eyes wide shut

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He Knows So Much

To haave a conwerstation,
is out of the question,
because he knows so much.

Forever by his self,
your love is on a shelf.
because he knows so much.

His every move he makes
you know what it will take
because he knew so much.

Just want to laugh and play.
have him listen to what you say,
No, because he knows so much.

Going out of my mind,
for just some quality time,
but, that is just too much.

So alone I sit,
without a word to fit,
because he knows so much.

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Saddness In the Sky

Saddness in the sky ,
brings tears to my eyes 
as the wind blows,
I know that Ahayias Cup Runneth Over.

The clouds are gray,
full from the burdens of a day.
While tears from the Earth
reach his heart.

Sometimes winds blow hard,
and trees sway from side to side,
as they assure us that he is rocking us,
like a mother does her child.

But yet tears fill his eyes,
and saddness fills the skys.
I do understand why he cries,
It's because he tries oh yes, he tries
to warn us before we do anything
but we don't listen. 

And then we cry, so does the sky's
they are crying with us.
But joy commeth in the morning.
As we sleep, he watches over us and makes 
all things right. 

And then the saddness leaves
and all that is left is the sunlight.

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Why

We live we die and then we eat pie,
Sharing it with angels in the sky
To drown the sorrow and the pain
To stop time and start life all over again

But no, this is how its to be 
we live we die for our country
And if we make it home again
We hope our country will be our friend
To some of us life begins,
But to others comming home is the end.

Our lives are over, our future on ends
our country neglects us
there is no end, to the hurt 
that never ends.

So we live, we die and the we ear cheese
While our country does what it please.

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In the Eyes of a Child

To a Child Anything is possible and we believe that things good things can happen even when we don't exspect them too.

This is a True story
She stood in the hallway listening to her parents, something was not right she thought and not knowing what to do she knew that something must be done. so she ran to her room and reached under her bed where she kept a special sack, filled with things that were important to her. She pulled out a half a crowned that her father had given her earlier. she put it in her pocket and ran outside in the back yard. There she sat on the pathway infront of her mothers rose bushes. She looked around and then she shouted there, I will plant it there. so she dug a whole in the ground and placed her half a crowned there. She also stuck a lolly pop stick in the whole so she would be able to find it again. Next to the whole was an ant pile. That is a great place. she thought, now if anyone tried to dig it up they would have to fight the ants first.
with that being said she skipped away singing to herself

It is finished and all is done, the problem is solved and we have won
a gift to my parents, straight from my heart, we'll be together no one to part.
soon we'll have money, for all things new. so much money they wont know what to do.
as she skipped away with a smile on her face. she whistled a tune and closed the door behind her.

little did she know that her efforts were'nt in vain, the money was put to good use.
The ants used it to build a new house. smile.

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So

So you think you have problems
well thats yet to be seen
look around you at the streets.
I tell you what I see
hungry peole lying in the streets 
with a cart for a closet and a carboard box for a sheet
and emty basket ful of broken dreams
they have been places we have never seen.

We take every thing for granted,
not to realize, that there are others
with tears in their eyes.
for just a blanket that we throw on the floor
or the food that we dont want anymore.

what are we doing, what in the world is up,
we are so waitfull even with an empty cup.
there are so many, whats one to do
what if we walked ten miles in their shoes.

would we be wasteful, would will still care
would we give to others would we share
what is it. what would we do. think about it 
its totally up to you.