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child of darkness

child of darkness no light do you know you've lost your way now where will you go? you walk in shadow alone in the night how have you wandered away from the light? child of darkness he knows your name he hasn't forgotten his love's still the same heaven is weeping and he weeps for you didn't you know even God cries too? child of darkness i see your pain i've seen invisible tears fall like rain my heart is breaking it's breaking for you no one should suffer all that you've been through child of darkness please take my hand let me walk with you wand'ring this land where you go, there i'll go i'll follow wherever yo

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this isn't me by ZoeOfElyon, literature

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this isn't me

this isn't me i'm not what you see my face is a mask no one can look past these aren't my eyes they're telling you lies always they hide what's really inside my smile's not real i hide what i feel outside i'm lying inside i'm crying you'll never see what's inside of me if you saw my heart you'd tear it apart my mask is a shield i always will wield i'm not what you see this isn't me

Magic Feet by ZoeOfElyon, literature

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Magic Feet

I am the wind, light and free, on magic feet dance weightlessly I'm flying through a sky that sings and soaring on my unseen wings It fills the air with music sweet, this dancing on my magic feet I am the sea, its graceful tide rolls underneath me as I glide across the waters of my dreams My grand jetés boundless, it seems I feel my heart can scarcely beat when dancing on my magic feet I am a star, a ray of light I dance into the black of night The sky my stage, the earth below my audience. The time moves slow I feel alive and whole and free, dancing on my magic feet

Dreams by ZoeOfElyon, literature

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Dreams

I am a Dreamer I dream and I see things that never were things that you could never perceive — except in Dreams I am a Reader I read and go to places that don't exist places you can never reach — except in Dreams I am a Storyteller I write and tell of things that never happened things that you would never believe — except in Dreams I am a Dancer but I dance to music that isn't real music you can never hear — except in Dreams I am a Dreamer when I sleep, I dream things that never were things no one else will ever see — unless they Dream

Plastic by ZoeOfElyon, literature

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Plastic

i get up in the morning and don a plastic face so you won't see the tears the pain or the disgrace i wear a plastic smile so you think all is well you don't see inside i'm living though hell i put on a show just to earn your love i can't be merely me that isn't enough what you want me to be is a wind-up plastic doll you don't care if i am human at all i step up to the stage and perform an act for you i can't be merely me that would never do you nod and say you're proud but what are you proud of? a mask, a doll, a fake is that what you love? but i hate being plastic underneath the mask, i'm real i'm human inside i th

Climbing Everest by ZoeOfElyon, literature

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Climbing Everest

As I write this essay, I'm looking over a passage in The Hawk and the Dove by Penelope Wilcock. It's the part where old Father Carnforth relates to Melissa and her family what his doctor has told him: "You're going downhill this year, James." To this the priest says, "But I am eighty-three. What can you expect? 'If you mean my chest is worse,' I said to him, 'I will accept your judgement as a medical man, but don't tell me I am going downhill. The road climbs upwards, upwards to the light.'" Though it's been a long time since I read this book, I've never forgotten that line. Often I've pondered those words and what they mean not just a