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It happens to us all
We fly into the past
To escape the future.
We run away to hide
From that which will always
Come to find us again.
The broken memories
Wilting the beautiful
Daisies of early spring.
A starry dotted night
Is blackened by our own
Lack of self confidence.
We go where others won’t
Yet we will not go first,
Acting like a hero
Hiding what is inside,
All of the times we lied.
Any diversity
Defeating us at each
Turn of the bright white moon.
We run, but it will not
Ever be good enough
To escape what is right
Who takes the dawn’s first light
That takes away the night
Right on time each morning.
Who fights for what is right
And lives not of their past
But decides their future.
Wrong is separated
Here from all that is right,
The life giving daytime
Meets the comatose night,
And a line must be drawn.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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