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HatefulShe ran, afraid of one thing.
Hate.
He killed, filled with one thing.
Hate.
They died, destroyed by one thing.
Hate.
The world ended because of one thing.
Hate.
GlowAglow with hope, the world continues turning.
Reglowing, our past gently reminds us.
Glowing with happiness, we continue living.
Glowingly, our future arrives.
RememberEmbrace the future,
Remember the past.
Dream of worlds,
Remember home.
Live your life,
but always remember,
you are blessed with love.
FlyI cannot wait any longer.
I must fly.
I pack my last boxes
I must fly.
I say my good-byes.
I must fly.
I look around one last time.
I have flown.
For I'll Be GoneIt's too late to stop me.
For I'll be gone.
You had your chance and lost it.
For I'll be gone.
No one will catch you when you fall.
For I'll be gone.
So don't look around any longer.
For I am gone.
Thanks! I thought that Joe's Poems was too boring so I did that. Still not as good as some of the other names, but it's better then it was before.And I don't really know about book-clubs. I've only been in one, and there was only about 2 members in it, sooo...
And thank all of you guys for actually reading my poetry and telling me what you think of it. You guys are actually the first people who actually liked my poetry.
Flying
Fly away,
Into the endless sky,
Full of possibilities.
Away from the hated corner,
Where you wait for someone,
Who never arrives.
Fly way from the corner,
Into the endless cavern of your mind.
A soft touch,
brings you back to reality.
A smile stops you from soaring.
Now the corner doesn't seem so bad,
with someone to share it with.
Believe
Believing even when the truth is plain.
Believing you will fly again.
Believing all your heart will hold.
Believing that the day will come.
Spread your wings and soar,
Through the skies of your future.
Believe.



Forever
Forever walking, never resting.
Forever dreaming, never waking.
Forever dancing, never stopping.
Forever chasing a wisp of a world that will never exist.
And yet, forever living.
The poem's supposed to describe human beings. How we work, and yet often dream of better things. How we love to have fun and want a world better then our own. And how, these things make us human and have a wonderful life.