Wallis minten Poems

As I grew older
The people I knew
Seemed to change
Into something new
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A person can’t just write a poem
A poem comes from the soul
From the very bottom of a heart
To make a story that’s never been told
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Long I have traveled, down this road
And still I don't know where it goes
It doesn't have any signs
The ground around me is always dry
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I will not claim that I am humble
For the truth is I can be vain
But I can say that I am kind
I like to heal others pain
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Why do people judge others around them
From their appearance, beliefs, or dreams
Why do people have a deaf ear
For peoples begging and pleas
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Tick, tock, tick, tock
Around and around goes the hand on the clock
I wonder if it will ever stop
Tick, tock, tick, tock
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Everyone at one point or another has wanted to fly
To soar above the world with their own golden wings
To be able to reach up and touch the sky above
And to try to get rid of their sins
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They hide their pain with laughter
They tell people that they're just feeling tired
When they want to burst into tears
They hide the truth behind a smile
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Love is in the eye of the beholder
No two people’s views are the same
But love is in all of us
Whether we be sir or dame
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To change a mind that’s already set
Is a challenge that strains the brain
You need to have power in your argument
You need to make your ideas plain
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