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The Most Valuable Thing...

"If there is one thing that you will never own is the world and all its life. The world 
is one of the most valuable things ever existed, no matter how much you have 
studied it, how many misteries you have tried to solve, how many stories you 
have made about it, only the world knows what it has gone through. If it goes 
back to those days where dinosaurs use to walk on land, if it goes back to those 
times when giants use to live their lifes, if it goes back to the beggining of 
creation, only the world and its eyes truly knows what has happened...because 
as he world's ages increases, the more valuable it gets..."

-Alma Diaz (me)

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A Teenage Girl Living a Crazy World

I’m just a teenage girl living in a crazy world
Sitting in this green chair
Looking at the beauties of nature
Two black birds flying in a pair 
You can see they look up to each other with care
I’m living in a crazy world with drugs and alcohol everywhere
And when you pass by those who are addicted they just look at you and stare
I’m a teenage girl living in a crazy world 
I see many people hanging out with gangs 
But I never see them lending others a hand 
I’m living in a crazy world 
Where there exist abortions 
The word for killing babies 
And all those who abort, they are all who were to be mothers
It is not necessary to abort a child, 
So tender and mild
It’s a crazy world out there for a teenage girl 
Im living in a time of war were people are stupid and they go killing each other 
And so many of those people have left
Their mother and fathers 
And all those who said I will be there ‘till the end
It’s crazy out there for a teenage girl who doesn’t know why she’s here  
A girl who only fears reality and the consequences 
When she passes the wrong fences
I’m just a teenager living in this world
So many things that I can’t change but no matter what it is,
It will still be my world,
Because this is what was given to me at birth

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A Room Out of Color

There is a time in life 
when we lose some one we love.
It hurts so much, 
that we feel we are stuck in a room out of color.
Our feelings for that special someone
 come out in a storm hitting every place,
 and destroying every home. 
The storm is so strong, that our mind tells it to stop, but it continues because our 
heart
 keeps saying go on and on.
We remember that special someone with all our heart, and deep we know that 
their time was up.
We trust God, we have faith, and that’s why we pray, 
“Oh Lord take him (or her) to a safer place!”
We pray so that God can bless those families who are in grief, and help them be 
strong and continue on and on.

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What Life Is...

To me life is a game. 
You have a start,
the rest is your destiny,
throughout that destiny there are adventures, 
throughout those adventures there are experiences, 
in those experiences there are lessons, 
after everything, 
comes an eternal living sleep 
(death).

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Obsession

In our minds, we feel obsessions towards people, sometimes those 
obsessions can take you beyond the line you weren’t trying to pass, it comes to a 
time when those  obsession becomes reality, now it moved on into our daily 
world.... sometimes in just  minutes we feel that everything is perfect, but a 
second later here come troubles.... a while back, a caring friend with a very sweet 
face and with a loving heart told me, “some times things may look to good to be 
true,” that my friend is true, when you think everything is perfect, just look behind 
your best friends back and you find the real truth .....

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What the Blind Man Said To His Friend

Once upon a time, there was a blind man; that blind man had a very good friend. 
One night, the blind man said, “I feel like I know you more than you know your 
self.”  The blind man’s best friend asked, “Why do you think you know 
me better than I know my self?” he responded, “Because I see things in you that 
you can not see your self."

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Me Belongs To I

I am whom I decide I am
many see me how I see my self
many can destroy my name,
but they will never destroy me
I carry something special that no one can ever have,
something special that I feel proud of
While walking the streets every one looks, and many spit, some make sour faces 
but what they don't know is  that they will never have what I have.
No one will ever have it, and that is me. 
Me bolongs to I, and I dont share me.

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Black Images

black images come through my eyes
but the light is till hittin my head
there's a part of me that wants to keep moving on,
but theres another holding me back
my body is reflected in dark waters
and my soul in clear
at the end my spirit ends in fear
my heart pounds back and forth, 
there are pieces that are torn
but hope tape made it reborn

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Seconds Ago

a few seconds ago millions of people died
many of those no one will ever remember them...
some where babies
cute little angels dying before reaching the polluted air
old people unable to take care of them selfs because they are weak
young people dying because they are using drugs and alcohol because they 
thought mom and dad were lying when they said it was wrong 
Young kids because their parents decide to neglet their hearts
but the worst deaths are the ones that die while they continue living
destroying their family, friends, and the only home they have,
the home in side their hearts....

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Ignored

Days passes by, we don’t notice them, weeks passes by, we don’t notice 
them, months and years passes by and we don’t notice them, money comes 
around we worship it, people come around and we ignore them; we ALL 
make the mistake of ignoring people when they are in need, now imagine 
yourself in their position, how do like to be ignore just like you ignored your 
brothers and sisters?