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The sky is blue
Because it's the color of her eyes
Music captures the heart
Because of the melody of her laugh
Art is beautiful
Because the colors are reminiscent of her
The wind blows
Because of the way her hair dances with it
Fire burns
Because of the way she can be so warm
Flowers bloom
Because they smell like her
Love stories are written
Because they give her hope
And make her smile
The ocean is deep
Because he loves her
Because it's the color of her eyes
Music captures the heart
Because of the melody of her laugh
Art is beautiful
Because the colors are reminiscent of her
The wind blows
Because of the way her hair dances with it
Fire burns
Because of the way she can be so warm
Flowers bloom
Because they smell like her
Love stories are written
Because they give her hope
And make her smile
The ocean is deep
Because he loves her
Literature
A Lullaby
Sleep my child
Close your eyes, don´t mind the shadows
They´re just a trick of the candlelight
Sleep my child
Take my hand, I´ll lead you to the dreamland
Don´t cry, it will be over soon
Sleep my child
Pretend you don´t see the tears in your fathers eyes
Pretend you don´t hear the call of your mothers cry
Sleep my child
Pretend there is no wound
Pretend it doesn´t hurt
Sleep my child
Follow me to the comfort of silence
Where darkness longs for light
Sleep my child
It will be over soon
Sleep...
Literature
Betrayal
Betrayal
My dark eyes can no longer show emotion,
I am numb to everything around me.
You were the one to make me this way,
Cold and heartless, filled with only fury.
I believed your good intentions,
I endured your playful ridicule.
I followed you with unyielding devotion,
But you were a fraud. And I? A fool.
You turned away when I needed you most,
Leaving me to a fate so horrendous.
I had lovingly given you my fragile glass heart,
But you broke it into a million pieces.
For a moment I could feel nothing
But the dull throb of ache and depression.
Then it all came crashing down on me:
The sadness, the grief, the anger, the despe
Literature
Abuse
Her fragile body clings to the wall for support. His harsh beatings rain down on her body continuously. A scream elicits from her mouth after each punch. Each one muffled by the large, unscaleable walls of this dreaded place. All of his beatings break her inside. Slowly. Her body adjusting to the constant pain. Pale skin, covered in dark bruises. Some old, some new. Each one a reminder. Each one brings forth painful memories. Ones she wished were just nightmares. Silently he mocks her with each beating. But every time he opens his mouth, his words are as horrific as the beatings. Once he grows bored, he leaves her there to suffer. But before
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The last 2 lines came from a game of Why and Because between my friends and me. They sounded very romantic and sweet, so I decided to put them into a love poem. I rather like it.
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I LOVE THIS! XD