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  • HALLELUJAH

    by PAULA

    It starts with goodbye
    As the times grow old
    My memories fold
    There’s nothing left in this world
    I’m closing another door
    Open a window
    Feel the breeze
    It’s the wind beneath my wings
    That lowers this degree
    I cling to this melody you sing
    Appear before me in my dreams
    And bring me back to reality
    The struggle of the race is staring me down
    Back up in the place you felt you were crowned
    I should have never walked away
    I should have followed day by day
    I should have known the desperate lies
    I should have quieted the tries
    I should not have faltered in my love
    The chorus of heavenly angels above
    It’s an unrequited harmony they sing
    I should have known
    I should have seen
    I should have dusted off the keys
    To play the symphony you bring
    I should have never walked away
    Who knows where we’d be today
    Who knows
    This sacrifice may be found

    Or this blessing be shattered
    In the end
    Who’s to say it even matters
    This residing hold where my heart was once at
    Has me begging for mercy
    And still
    After that
    I look around into a crowd of hungry eyes
    And I see only yours
    Where am I to stay if my feelings are torn
    I can’t breathe without you here next to me
    I can’t be
    Without you breathing into me
    This emptiness has me starved for release
    Come back to me
    And
    Take me away
    This is no place for me to live
    I’m just a kid without a familiar face
    Trampled
    In the race against time
    Caught between the lies
    Abolished in the crimes
    I’m just a child in a house
    For this house is not a home
    It’s not where I belong
    Where the fear and hate are strong
    I search for something more
    Something
    Trapped behind the door
    Something

    Hidden in the mind
    An escape route with no time
    A purpose under flesh
    I’ve never known the best
    Never put it to the test
    Never had a life to rest
    It’s solid in my chest
    A frozen heart
    Full of regrets
    Unspoken words under my tongue
    Unfinished business has begun
    And the lies are told
    The stories unfold
    The damage cannot be undone
    Where am I to run when there’s nowhere left to go
    I hear the flow
    I’m begging to show the world what I have to offer
    But
    I have to get away from here
    And
    After all these years
    The place that I hold near and dear to my heart
    Where I’ve flourished from the start
    Well
    I hate to see it go
    It’s all that I’ve known
    But my final battle has been won
    My past, I’ve left behind
    My journey’s just begun.

  • RHETORICAL STATEMENT

    by BRANDON B

    i steal away from my mind
    i think i think too much all the time
    trying to escape myself that’s why i’m
    writing this hoping to find me some clarity
    do i really know myself or i’m just being what is embedded in me?
    girl, they say we found dove in a soapless place
    don’t hide yo smile girl flaunt our love baby no disgrace
    come on, smile more you got a gorgeous face
    i can stare into your eyes for hours, my saving grace
    arms wide open only for you to embrace
    forever my love
    no one above
    always thinking of you
    no one can ever 1-up you
    us together somewhat like Adjacent
    my love for you?
    not a question,
    it’s a rhetorical statement.

  • REBORN NATURE

    by KYLA

    The dead sparrow in its gray topcoat of feathers, lies on the light gray, cemented road. The song from its beak silenced. Its shiny, silky wings unstretched. Its wide-open eyes staring without seeing the sky above. Its soul seeking the white, fluffy clouds and golden gates; leading to a castle made of dazzling sunflowers.

    What saint or angel carries the small sparrow’s soul? Most of all, what burdens its heart of crystal gold? The weight of the heart clings to the concrete, while the soul so lite floats away; seeking a destination where death is a beginning.

    In eternal paradise, the once dead sparrow flies freely; like a dove, here for peace and love. We once sang, “His eye is on the sparrow, so I know he watches me.” Through the sparrow’s light blue eyes, he searches for his lost heavenly halo.

    His spirit wings fly above the cotton candy clouds, the promise of the halo in a distant glow.

    The heavenly sparrow soars wide and long, searching for his lost song. Inside the glow an angel speaks, “Head back to the living you have more songs to tweet.”  The risen sparrow, now a golden dove; sings sweet music from above.

    White wings skim green trees, the reincarnated bird rides the breeze. Its beauty strikes the dark world causing the golden sun to shine, and he sees another dove on the horizon line. His lost song is found in his new true love. Wing to wing fly the two love doves. In their new fond love they find the once lost halo. In their newfound love they find the meaning of rebirth.

    Baptized in the love song they both sing, their heavenly rebirth lights the world. We should learn from the dove the true meaning of love. That is why doves represent peace, so that all terrible violence will cease; and that’s why love is peaceful and sweet, love conquers anger in one heartbeat.

    Through their heartbeats and their true love, they sing their enchanted melody from above. And that’s the meaning of the dove, for one’s power and another’s True Love.

  • HOW TO MEND A BROKEN HEART

    by KIYLA

    In my eyes I say all is fair in love and war.
    So you mend it by getting revenge.
    Revenge is a dish best served cold especially
    When you are a feline living in a canine’s territory.
    This feline is cute and soft but her heart
    Is filled with stone. Letting her guard
    Down once but never again.
    My friends: mostly canines
    Had to step on their tails and flick their noses
    As they cried and yelped in my ears for my forgiveness
    No longer wanting my friendship.
    No need for asking for friendship.
    To think my best friend is now my enemy.
    Revenge is my best friend. But they were diamonds.
    Fake Diamonds and I didn’t notice I was wearing them.
    Flashing them to the crowd.

  • VISITING DEATH

    by SHAWN

    In The Dead Courtyard
    The Cracked Bird Bath
    Is Filled With Dirty Water

    I Walk To One Corner
    Looked Down To The Ground,
    See A Rock
    With The Letter “S” In Peeling Blue Paint

    The Ghost From The Tree,
    Flipping My Pages From Side To Side.
    The Pages Repeat What My Grandma Always Said.
    Shawn’s A Good Boy
    He’s As Sweet As Candy