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You're Beautiful in My EyesπŸ’– πŸ’—
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Yes always ❀❀
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{*A tribute to my friend Rachel. I hope you're happy now that you're singing with the angels...*}

Faces

Many faces we find
Disappear
There seem to be less
Every year

They are unhappy, mistreated, unloved
Yet they live life the same
Despite all of their sorrows
They play life's great game

But then something happens
Something they cannot forget
They feel they are worthless
Like a broken clarinet

They seem to shut down, turn off, unplug
You know something is wrong, but what can you do
They don’t want to listen
Even to you

Now they are gone
And no matter what you believe
There was nothing you could do
If they truly wanted to leave

No one really knows why
What went through their head
But does it really matter
Because now they are dead

You'll blame yourself, become depressed, cry
Maybe you yourself
Just want to lie down...
And... Die.

But you can't do that
Would they really want you to
To lay down in a grave
Another face broken in two

No, they wouldn’t
They'd want you to live
To drop all your sorrow
To forget and forgive

They would want you to be free
To laugh and to love
Live while they couldn’t
While they watch from up above

Mourn for them, miss them, love them till the end
But don't let it consume your life
What good are you when
You have had it, and pick up that knife

It's not worth it
To die in this way
It would cause even more grief
Rather than keep it at bay

Your actions have consequences
Even after death
How would that affect us
If you took your last breath

So, despite what may have happened
Live life to the fullest
Because, despite what you think
We would care if you took a bullet

~Ari G.

IMPRINT
IN THIS WORLD, PEOPLE SURROUND US.
THEY CAN ENTER OUR LIVES IN MANY WAYS;
BUT CAN LEAVE US AS QUICKLY AS THEY CAME.
EVEN IF THEY'RE ONLY WITH US FOR A MOMENT,
THEIR PRESENCE STILL LEAVES A LASTING MARK.
PEOPLE NEVER TRULY LEAVE US; THEY STAY WITH US FOREVER.
A SMALL PART OF THEM WILL ALWAYS REMAIN,
BURIED DEEP WITHIN OUR HEARTS AND MINDS.
AN IMPRINT OF THEIR SOUL, LEFT SEARED INTO OURS;
EASILY DISCOVERED AGAIN ON LONELY, RAINY NIGHTS.
SO, WHILE IT'S TRUE THAT PEOPLE WILL COME AND GO,
A PIECE OF THEM WILL RESIDE FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS.

~Ari G.

The Fairest Of Them All

Mirror mirror on the wall,
I know I'm not the 'Fairest of them All'.
I look at myself and what do I see?
I'm not what the whole world wants me to be.
I examine myself in my soft bedroom light,
And I find almost a million things that just aren't right.
My skin's too pale; my hair's too dull;
My dry, chapped lips look barely full.
My waist, my nose, my legs, my eyes;
My not so flat stomach and my gapless thighs.
I look and I judge. I prod and I poke.
Then, I remember what my Heavenly Father spoke.
He carefully formed me in my mother's womb.
He sacrificed himself for me and spent 3 days dead in a tomb.
He created me in his image. He loves me without a doubt.
He made me beautiful, inside and out.
God made us all, so we just have to trust
That he's got a plan for each and every one of us.
So mirror mirror on my wall,
Turns out, there is no 'Fairest of them All'.

~Ari G.

Society’s Mind Games

OUR MIND HAS THE POWER TO TRICK US.
IT CAN SHOW US THINGS THAT AREN'T TRUE.
IT CAN MAKE US SEE WHATEVER OTHERS HAVE MADE US BELIEVE.
OUR MINDS CAN REBEL AGAINST US.
IT CAN TAKE EVEN THE SMALLEST PHRASE, AND TWIST IT.
IT CAN TAKE OTHER'S CRUEL WORDS AND CONVINCE US THAT THEY MUST BE TRUE.
OUR INSECURITIES ARE NOTHING BUT OUR MINDS BEING POISONED BY SOCIETY.
IT TAKES WHAT OUR PEERS SAY AND ALTERS OUR PERCEPTION OF REALITY.
DON'T FALL FOR THE TRICKS AND DECEIT OF YOUR OWN MIND....

~Ari G.

Precious Petals

A woman is a rose.
She is beautiful, sweet, and delicate,
Yet, she has thorns and is enduring.
Through the harshest storms,
The driest drought,
The greatest infestation, she perseveres.
Her beauty and durability make her desirable among blooms.

Ladies, protect your petals.
Don’t allow your fragrance and beauty to be spoiled.
Allow your thorns to grow strong.
Make your stem stand firm as an oak,
So as not to be blown over.
Stand tall among the grasses, no matter the storm.
No matter what nature throws your way,
No matter the storms or the pests,
Stand firm, stay strong,
And protect your precious petals.

~Ari G.

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