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Things That Kill
Insults are fired like knives,
Or like….fire.
And us, being like onions, have layers.
And these knives burn our layers.
From the outside, in which case
We cannot shake it off,
And act like it doesn’t hurt.
And if caught on fire we will find,
That our hearts don’t melt to a crisp,
-Instantly. No it takes time.
So we walk about being scorched on the outside.
But If we don’t let these bother us,
We will find that these burnings will leave no scars,
-Except for those thoughts that really hurt.
In which case you will find-
They start at the heart,
Penetrate the center,
And eventually will reach the outside.
To destroy it as well.
Thus you will find,
That popcorn burns from the center.
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This is emotion, raw and pure
and I love it .
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Favorite Quote:
You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love. <br /> Henry Drummond
LOVE IT!
We have layers like onions. Did you get that from Shrek?That's a line from Shrek, you know. But it's something I've always thought too. :)
I really,really liked this whole poem except the very last line. Popcorn? Random!