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Mon, 05/22/2017 - 21:34 -- bbelluh

Open your door, and walk outside.
The cool breeze running it's oxygenized fingers through my strong blonde hair.
There's no need for negativity at a time like this.
Stand in a circle, with your brothers and sisters and sing a ballad.
Your Ballad of Life.
As I'm walkin' through the field of roses
Mesmerizing all of the translucent shades of red beaming on my pale skin
While all of the colors of the earth reflect the damage and love I have endured
The sun sets, and I breathe. 

The painful thought process of your once lively body shutting down
Body part by body part, suddenly becoming numb,
You'll regret the decision, live your life now. 
Take a jog, a swim
Write a song, a hymn.
God may not be watching, or he may be
All I know is i'm going to cherish this cool breeze
Running its oxygenized fingers through my strong blonde hair
Because I am alive. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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