February 15, 2011
By LoveToLaugh3 BRONZE, Olathe, Kansas
LoveToLaugh3 BRONZE, Olathe, Kansas
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Dream because you live
It is a piece of time
Use a golden sieve
To let the past unwind
Live because you die
Before the times grow late
Dry the tears you cry
Or true death will be your fate
Die because of laughter
It is the best way
To go above after
On the stars we lay
Laugh because you love
It is a beautiful thing
To fly like a dove
As you hear the heavens sing
Love because you hate
To watch the world go by
As the times grow late
You have to say goodbye
Hate because you cry
When the world turns red
When suddenly you lie
Beneath everything that’s said
Cry because you dream
Above the broken golden stars
That truly seems to seem
Only pieces from afar

The author's comments:
I love to write about the most prominent things in life and this is what came to mind when I thought about including all of them.

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