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  for years i have tempted fate  treating people so badly   judging them without a second thought  but now it seems im no better   i guess i should have seen this coming  those people never deserved to be treated that way   for years i was causing other people to be  in pain  now its my turn   karmas a bitch  all my mistakes are coming back to haunt me     it wasnt fair for me to say the things i did  now more than ever i know  thats true  this all happened so quickly and now im hurting    i cant process the world around me  its all getting to be a little too much 

  Do you seriously believe that's it? Yes, I hear the whistle of it blowing past my ears; Throwing back my hair from my face. I see it moving the trees, their branches violently tossing back and forth. I sense their struggle, holding tight, refusing to let go. But is it really the wind? Is the invisible force just a swiftly moving chilled air? Maybe there's more. Maybe it's alive; Alive with spirit, restless, angered, and revenge seeking. They're the ones screaming in your ear from their painful suffering, Telling you their stories. Times they've failed, times they've been led astray, times they've been abandoned, these things of the past that torture them deepest. Maybe it's them who knock on your window. They move the branches; they pull them, push them, with taps, clicks, slaps, and chilling screeches as they slide against the glass. Trying everything to find their way in to slither across the floor and hide in corners, beneath furniture, behind doors...

  No one single deed, No moment in time No simple descriptor Can clearly define No scales that could measure Nor words that could lend could capture the essence What makes a true friend? A friend is a person You know will walk in And stand by your side Stay through thick and thin When there’s no one else left ’cause they’ve all turned and walked out A friend is that one On whom you always can count When life throws you curve balls That knock you askance And trial, pain and sorrow Are leading the dance And shadows are casting, your world all in grey A friend is the sunshine Who brightens your day A friend is that person Who’ll always stay true The soul from your past life You know you once knew He’s cried for your sorrows He’s celebrated your joys His music is calming gentle soothing deep voice A god given gift In whom which to rejoice Thank you dear friend For the gift that is you The love that you giveth Letting me love you too You are the one person I’m proud to call ‘Friend’

  I am on a street I have to choose a path to take I do not know if the roads will ever meet This is a decision I do not think I can make I am trying to make a choice What do I do , I don’t know From behind me I hear a voice Telling me where to go Now all I hear is noise People shouting at me Louder and louder “This is what you should be” Pushing me farther and farther “Stop,” I yell “let me choose” But my efforts were in vain For I had already been pushed, To the path that I must take The path is steep I am confident about the start So to go forward, I take a leap Only to find I want to depart The next few steps were a struggle For I did not read the map All I heard was my confidence rumble But I never left the path I found some help along the way They made my travels fun But they did not stay to my dismay I feel like this journey will never be done I see it, it’s finally concluded The road has ended I no longer feel secluded But I felt once again, that I was to be muted For I had...