World do not let my life be short lived.
Let my life last long and dancing til death from the crib. Let a sound ring throughout the world. And reverb back through the chords of a girl. May voices align and strings unite. And peace be spread for it is unhelpful to fight. Sound waves crash into calls of the wild. Burning sensations that increase from mild. I can't help but fear we're living in a democracy. It's a feeling cuz love seems to always be brought back to me. I don't mean to shout and I want to ease ur feelings. Which is why I say I love you, I swear it's power is healing. Feelings, orange peelings, healing from the sun. It's like a frozen moment in time thank god for warmth as you've won. War must end and how can I stop it? Let rhythm mesh with motion through the sound of a bop it. For those who are fighting let me hand you a guitar. And when you play let us inform you that you are a star. A piano in the distance and an ear becomes intrigued. Open your mind, get creativity, share with the world, plant your seed. My seed is being planted and my mind is being opened. My thank you's and feelings are repeated. keep on hoping. One day you will be where you want to be. THe sky is the limit, I will let my voice talk for me. It is you inside the voice within thats guided me. And to finish this poem I will be love and let love be me.
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