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Why do people die,
why do people cry.
Why do people grieve,
why do people always leave.
Why do people hide their emotions,
why do people do secret devotions.
Why do people hide their face,
why do people hate Gods grace.
Why do people hurt other people for the hurtful feeling of evil,
why do people act sad and when people ask, get mad.
Why do people do things for attention and always end up with tension.
why do people backstab their friends, all because of different bends.
Why do people love to hate all because of another fate.
And in the end, when i sigh,
All i can do is ask 'Why? '
kendra terry

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The Pretty Suicide Rock

It was named the Suicide Rock And everyone knew about it. It was over there on the Kournish Of the Southern Shore. It was over there for thousands of Years, but nobody told that anyone Committed suicide or threw himself or Herself because all people were good And lovely. People used to call it this name and Even after it was hidden by days and By a lot of works. All lovers and all different kinds of People used to go over there to enjoy Themselves and to enjoy the sea winds. A lot of people had good memories in That spot a long time ago. The Suicide Rock is still in the people's Pretty memories until now. Indeed it's the pretty rock that all People of the pretty city loved it. Nobody committed suicide and nobody Killed himself or herself. It's the pretty rock of time that Witnessed a lot of things and it's Still hidden somewhere and it's in Hearts and minds.

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There Are People

There are people who think that When you respect them it is something compulsory, but I tell them that nothing is compulsory when I respect so-and-so... Nothing in the world can enforce me to Respect or to help anyone Simply because if people deserve respect, then I have no choice, but To show my great respect to them... Some people misunderstand things Simply because this is the way with those people... It's great to respect all people anytime, but Not to kneel down to some people just to make them happy... If respect is mutual, then Life becomes more pretty and more lovely... Respect, love, honesty, and all other positive things Are required just to enrich our life and to make it better... ______________________________________________________________________

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It Tires Me

It tires me to see poverty prevails Among some people, but the rest live In luxurious life anytime and anywhere, It toils me to see the tired people sad Because justice is not fair anywhere, It tires me and it toils me to see sad People in the streets anywhere and I stare at their eyes to see that sadness And how it's drawn on their faces, I see and my seeing things look different Because I want to draw a picture in my Mind about people and their sadness in life, I am tired and I am sad seeing people Sad about things in life even the trivial ones, so That image I shape will be a great attempt To draw a future perspective towards helping People getting new and pretty horizons in life.

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