Have you ever sat before the wind
Watching cotton fly from trees
Seeing squirrels smile mischievously
Smelling flowers as they touch the
current,
Remembering each summer
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When you think back
You remember vivid dreams
Days full of laughter
The sun beating down
Never running for home
Always searching for peace
Not knowing what the future held
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Now fully grown
I understand life
We are meant to be alone
We destroy each other
The selfish rip the kind
The kind shoulder the load
Kindness is always hearing "Martyr"
Does anyone know the meaning
That word is filth
Why not say sympathy whore
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Sympathy is a sign of weakness
That flutter in the heart
Is nothing
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Respect is won
Is it really
How do you win a word
They are just words after all
Unless you know how to toss them
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Feelings are power
When we shut them off we kill
Those words that are nothing become
weapons,
They belittle a soul
They hit without mercy
Arrows straight for the heart
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Hate
love
bitterness
Regret
Guilt
Are f**king words
Until a person
Puts feelings behind them
