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Write a poem about the peacefulness of a mountain at dawn.
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Pink clouds
Orange sky’s
Blue fonts
Laid-back people
Shining the sun
More or less
Flying birds
Flying across us
Flying towards me
Flying to my heart
Fight or flight you ask
Ride or die I am
Sad nor sorrow
Happy like lads
Stuck like glue
Stuck from you
Runing along
Catching up
Floating and so on
I kept you in mind
To see the signs
My heart flys right past
With the birds of a...
“Here,” He said, handing me a s’more.
“Thanks,” I flashed my teeth at him. It smelt delicious.
“Do you always come here?” I ask.
“Not all the time, but this view is incredible, so I find time to sneak away and come here.”
“Is this where you’ve been the whole time? I thought you were cheating on me.”
“Never,” He smiled sincerely, then reached out to grab my hand, intertwining our hands to...
sometimes i wonder if we’ve been lied to
and the sky is really just a giant painting
and that plane isn’t actually moving
it’s simply pinned up there, tiny,
and the people are little stick figures
and if i could fly
i would soar higher and higher,
until my hands grazed the sky
and it’d be a giant watercolor canvas....
Look upon the sky.
It's peaceful ain't it?
Ever wonder where's your peacefully time?
The suffering you can go through just by a day.
Feeling like you beneath someone?
Stare into the sky.
It's beautiful.
You're beautiful in your own way.
Whenever you feel like you're not.
Tell your self that every day.
Just by staring at the sky by dawn.
Want to know why it's peaceful?
The quietness.
The times you ...
My day is going very well and sometimes I get lost and the night everyone is dependent on me you and those who love me will never leave I’m trying to get my life together sometimes gotta do let go and let god work it out and ingroning those who get to me stay away form them and listen to me...
Slowing tides
He shows His distance
‘I have to leave, again.’
Subtly the moon whispers: ‘I’m still here.
Allow me to hold those tears
I’ve been collecting them all in a mason jar
from the lovers the grievers all the beasts of the season.
When your love returns, my Dear then will I set free those tears,
the oceans now full of all’s despair.
New life will form, your roots firm, earlier will co...
A life in a world of work is filled with short hours of happiness and long hours of labour, the skills will require motivation and fake happiness to capture short happiness with short friendship and enemy preying upon our prize. This brings us to a our mission of short life....
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