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To my sisterLike a sister I do love you
The sister who never was mine
Older sister I look up to
My younger sister fair and fine
And you're more than a friend to me
My twin sister with diff'rent blood
We're seperated by the sea
But to you my heart does still spud

Sometimes I curse all of the miles
You and me thousands do divide
I want to witness all your smiles
Those which are born from deep inside
I cannot hold you when you cry
And I really wish that I could
Still a dreamer's mind does fly
And it'll be with you for good

And it brought this few lines to you
Written from deep within the heart
And each single word here is true
A wish from

Even Angels Need A Helping HandEvery human that will walk this earth
Has a purpose and has a worth
From birth to grave, from life to death
Until they breathe their very last breath
Their path is laid out before them

Some are destined to help others
To act as parents, sisters and brothers
To bring light into a vast sea of darkness
Working to the bone and never less

Others might be tasked to sit on the sidelines
Waiting and watching for tell-tale signs
Helping without face-to-face interaction
Discerning what help to give from other's actions

Then there are the Angels, the light givers
Their love all-encompassing like a grand river
It is their nature to help a

Well Darn, There Goes My PlanFunny this life we live, there is so much more to see.

The heavens above, filled with no love,
The moon in the sky, larger then you or I.

Can't you see it, the size of it all?

We are ants infesting a house,
A flea eating a mouse.

Where will we be in a few hundred years?

Will we be in tiny boxes living useless fears?
Will we be in the ground, never to be found?

Will you be remembered, for who you use to be?

Perhaps by a few, but never truly by me,
For how am I to know, someone I've never seen?

Time has flown by, it's to late for you and me.

Why do you live, when time will soon blink,
and you will be gone, faster then you think?

Bullying: Another Life is StolenMaking others feel worthless is what you do best
Then you go and claim it was all a joke, a mere jest
But your words mean more than you comprehend
Your words can lose somebody their dearest friend

Your jokes have taken another young life away
Now the day is bleak and a cruel shade of grey
Know that to obtain your one little power trip
Your victim will feel as if they are being whipped

So the next time you feel the urge to tease or play
Be sure to always remember what happened this day
Your torment stole a family member and friend
And for the family, there will seem to be no end

Stop the bullying before another young life is stolen

To The BattleCan you hear our whispers?
We've lead you to your demise.
Because no matter what you try,
You will never get past our lies.

Can you hear the scandal?
It's come far to late.
We've taken over all your lives,
It's to late to see your mistake.

Can you hear the yelling?
It's pounding in our ears.
Day by day it's there,
Perhaps we'll listen to your peers.

Can you hear us running?
We've lost the battle now.
It couldn't have happened we thought,
But now you've got what you sought.

No Clearer Than MudThere is so much pain, so much hurt
Too many of the good are treated like dirt
I try and try to help, to take some pain away
So many people will never see the new day

Humans are a terror to their own race
We spread our diseases all over the place
We kill our children, rape our women
And the guilty are punished only now and then

When was it that people were ashamed of their own kind?
When did we get to be so ignorant and blind?
To kill and rape and destroy our own blood
Is to say that the human race is no purer than mud

Those strong of heart and caring souls
To help those close begins to take its toll
Exhausted and worried to the

FriendsYou're a selfish little girl,
I'm sorry that's the truth,
Because with each tear you shed,
The more rotten you see your youth.

You never grew up,
I'm sorry to say,
Because here you are,
Lying to each day.

You should have learned,
I must show you now,
That with a vow to be a friend,
It is you who must bow.

You need to know now,
That it is not your friends who live for you,
You selfish little girl,
It's you who live for your friends,
Because without them you'd be dead.

Watching eyes and open arms.You think I didn't see the signs?
Wrong, I was watching, from afar.
You think I didn't notice them?
Wrong, I know exactly who you are.

I notice when you act out of habit.
And I will be there to help with it.
I notice what you try to cover up.
When you fall I will be there to help you up.

Did I ever wonder why you stayed so late?
No, I knew why, you have a lot on your plate.
You think I don't hear your silent screams?
Oh my dear, I'm here, all is not what it seems.

Do not worry, your mask is not breaking.
I just saw that you were faking.
I am the only one who noticed the signs.
I never spoke a word of all those times.

I watch y

Paradise LostMan cannot understand how much he truly has,
Until that which he holds most dear to his heart,
Is stolen from him, never to be seen again.

Man will never realize the consequences of his actions,
Until he makes a single mistake that ruins his life,
And the guilt eats away at his soul.

Man is incapable of knowing love,
Until his heart has been broken,
Therefore allowing him to understand loss.

Man will take everything for granted,
Until the occult hand of fate swoops from the heavens,
And snatches away all that he owns.

Man can never appreciate happiness,
Until he is overwhelmed with grief.

Her LoveI sense there's something wrong despite
She hides sorrow with smiles so bright
And though I try so very hard
Can't lift the burden from her heart
How can his words induce this pain?

And does he notice the hurt he caused her?
And will he hear the words she cannot say?
I think I ought to tell

How will this end for my dear friend?
How will this sad love one day end?
Although the feelings are in place
Tears keep streaming down her face
Which I try to dry in vain

Oh, will we ever from hurting deter?
Oh, how I pray for joy to come one day
For this love to get well

Overthinking.I think way too much.
For my little one track mind.
I just want your touch.
I just want you to say you're mine.

I hold you back, I know I do.
But you don't seem to mind.
I suppose it's because I love you.
I'm glad you like being mine.

I feel so out of touch.
My world revolves around logic.
So I think way too much.
When love is just like magic.

I was thinking, overthinking, like I do.
About these feelings that defy logic.
I was thinking, about just how much I love you.
And you know what? I'm glad there's magic.

I think way too much, I really do.
For my little one track mind.
So I will give up, and say I love you.
And let you

It broke my heart.It broke my heart to hear you cry.
Even though I knew I couldn't stop the why.
Death is unstoppable, even to me.
And even though I know how sad you must be.

Honey, you know I love you, so so much.
And I am sorry I can't give you my comforting touch.
But as I try to help, from another country.
I hope you will know one thing. "He loves me."

Jennifer, I would have you know.
Just how much it hurt, how low you made my heart go.
And if I could, I would change the past.
But as I can't, I give you a future, I promise you my love will always last.

92. All That I Have.All that I have, I give to you.
My mind, my body, my soul, all to you.
I give you my everything, treat it with care,
And all that I ask from you is you keep your flare.
That one thing, that magic, that spark that drew me to you,
All that I have, I give to you, do with it whatever you want to.
All that I ask is that you let me love you,
And that you tell me that you love me too.
All that I have, I give to you,
I give everything, all of it, to you,
All that I ask in return is you let me love you,
That you believe I love you, and that you love me too.

Jennifer, I give you my everything, because I love you.

Is it my turn yet?I know the thought of seeing you some day
Might be, to some, a bit too cliché
But I know that when I finally find you
You're the only one I'll ever look to

One day, maybe soon, you'll take my hand
And take me on a long walk in the sand
And then we'll go dancing in the rain
Then you'll take me and kiss away my pain

You'll ensure that I have nothing to fear
I will be known to you as honey or dear
Someday, our paths shall run together
With you, there is nothing I cannot weather

They say everybody falls in love someday.
Is it my turn yet?

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Healing Hugs

by ~ZaneTheGuardian, Nov 8, 2012, 3:58:41 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Laying in the bed,
I listen to the moans.
The sound of the dying.

The shadows hide me,
So I can be alone.
Try to take care of myself.
To get myself back to my feet.

It's not a sickness,
or a wound,
But a blow to the heart.

The shattered hearts laying on the floor,
surrounded by the pieces of souls.
Tread on by the visitors,
Only caring about their own.

I watch the world go by,
As I lay here,
Frozen in time.
Ever since you broke my heart.

Waiting for Time to heal me,
But she passes by everyday.
Sometimes stabbing me along the way.

I cried out for help,
But most just went on their way.
Not wanting to see another cripple.
Hindered by his heart.

There are, however, a few,
Angels in disguise.
The healers of many and the breaker of few.
She helped me fix myself,
With a healing hug,
She patched together my life.

And sent me on my way.
With a promise to be waiting,
If I ever need a healing hug again.

Healing Hugsby ~ZaneTheGuardian

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

This is a tribute to

I want to thank her for the times she ahs helped me back on my feet and sent me on my way. I know I am not the only person she has helped and I really thank her for helping everyone she can.

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*Lunacella Feb 5, 2013 Student Digital Artist

_{So beautiful!!!}

~ZaneTheGuardian Feb 5, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you

no crying though

~Sutsuki-Sensei Nov 9, 2012

This is just...magnificent. And an amazing tribute. You have a real way with words, my friend.

~ZaneTheGuardian Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you...a lot

~Sutsuki-Sensei Nov 9, 2012

You're very welcome Zune.

=DarlingAngel0565 Nov 9, 2012 Professional Writer

Thank you so much Zune

The poem is so very beautiful. I really love it.
You are so welcome, my dear friend. Know that I will always be there for you. I will never let you fall and if you do I will be there to help you heal your wounds and smile again.

~ZaneTheGuardian Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks and I will stand beside you whenever you need help.

*shad0wbeast Nov 8, 2012 Student Writer

i really like this piece.

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