This is a short “sequel” poem to hate. A thought slid my mind to give the girl a chance, and you know what? This year hasn’t been as painful to try and stay away from her. I wouldn’t exactly call her a friend, only a mere acquaintance, but that’s better than nothing. What if one day she killed herself, and I look back and see that I never tried to help her? I was afraid of that happening….so I let myself relax around her like I do with everyone else.

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Recovery

A word

A meaning

To truth be told

The recovery of one

A mind opened

Unlocked

Freed

When a soul walks by

They hold a choice of life

And a choice of death

When that soul dies

Who is to blame?

The cause of it

The one the pain came from

The one who turned away

Look deep into your heart

Open up

Save the soul

Never cross the line

Never cause the death of another

Look up

Stand strong

And save another.

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ShadowSpirit ’03