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Okay guys. Instead of my traditional inspirational text right here I'm going to start putting pictures instead of words that describe what the poem is about or the one that inspired me. 
A boy who's soul is more aged than his body
Stands in the middle of an empty field
The blowing wind whistles in his ear telling him to awake from his sleep
He lies in the grass as he thinks about his life
Lovers have come and gone
Wasted tears have left his cold eyes
Words were spoken
Hearts were broken
And this poor broken soul regrets it all
He does not deplore his successes nor does he his virtues
His spent time with family; he who raised his brother strong
His battles won, which let to wars, all sought out for victory
He held the trophy for every battle but the last
Yes he did take damage but this one blew him over.
But now as he lies in his own feild of remorse
He notices it's also feild with gratitude
He realizes with a jolt of his soul
That the Lost Flowers that blew in the wind
Would go and sew more seeds. [/CENTER]
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A boy who's soul is more aged than his body
Stands in the middle of an empty field
The blowing wind whistles in his ear telling him to awake from his sleep
He lies in the grass as he thinks about his life
Lovers have come and gone
Wasted tears have left his cold eyes
Words were spoken
Hearts were broken
And this poor broken soul regrets it all
He does not deplore his successes nor does he his virtues
His spent time with family; he who raised his brother strong
His battles won, which let to wars, all sought out for victory
He held the trophy for every battle but the last
Yes he did take damage but this one blew him over.
But now as he lies in his own feild of remorse
He notices it's also feild with gratitude
He realizes with a jolt of his soul
That the Lost Flowers that blew in the wind
Would go and sew more seeds. [/CENTER]
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