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Oh where could you be
Right when I need you
Please don't hate me

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I have homework to do
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Where are you!

A pheonix rises to greet the sun
Ashes falling from a life just begun
Against the hollow depths of the shadowed night
This bird rises in glorious flames to fight
With songs of the soul that can't be kept silent
He lifts his wings high into the darkening dusk
But the last rays of the sun turn this pheonix into dust
His shadow joins the darkness of the sorrowed skies
And the life and light in his eyes slowly dies

He seems to be lost, but as the sun rises to light
He flies across the sky sharing his fire of life
As he soars through the air, hope on his wings,
He vanquishs the midnight with the beauty he brings

Lonely isle in a deep blue sea
Like the lonely child
Deep inside of me

Searing stars in the midnight sky
Like the searing scars, white,
Where the blood has dried

Lingering presense in the darkened night
Like the linging essence
Of the forboding fright

Sinister whispers burn in the cold crisp air
Like the sinister embers
In my empty stare

Haunting screams in the abysmal deep
Like the haunting dreams
That terrorize my sleep

Eyes meet yours
No sound is made
Pain filled silence
Ever stayed

Hidden wonder
In your smile
Endless possiblities
Go on for miles

But I am seeing nothing
But mindless
Painful
Confusion

Broken hearted
Spirit killed
Future unknown
My heart
*still

The twilight sky is silent
The world for once at peace
Though only the brush of an angel's wings
Could give me final release

Then the dawn is slowly waking
With a breath of cold clear air
But the sun will warm me quickly
Knowing my angel might be there

Sun shining bright above me
But my heart has turned to ice
Too slow it beats so weakly
For now I know I have lost her twice

The tears fall from my heart
For I wish she was here with me
In all of my dreams, I dream of her
And forever with her I wish I could be.

I live in this world
But at night I live as stars
I sing in our language 
But in my voice hear my scars

I breathe the same air
But my lungs refuse its life
I sing the same words
But no sound falls on your ears

I create what you know
But what can you understand
I create what you see
But will you choose to look

I wish I could let you hear my memories.
Of the sound of a baby who laughs at a smile.
Of the sound of a tear as it falls.
The sound of a gentle hand wiping it away.
Of the sound of the tread of my shoes
Along a path in the woods
As I follow the sound of a waterfall.
The sound of the waterfall that was just out of reach.
The sound of a cello playing
As if a life's soul was being played.
The sound of a choir singing
With everything they have
Because they need to be heard.
I wish you could hear it.
I wish you could hear what I hear.
You would love it too.
I wish you could hear the music
In the whistle of the winds.  
I wish I could let you hear the way I do.
The crash of the waves against the shore.
The seagulls crying.
The whispers of life in the air.
I wish you could hear life like I do.
Everything in life is a symphony.
Life is the most complex yet simple,
Chaotic yet harmonic,
Discordant yet perfect
Song of the heart, mind, and soul.