Five years ago, a child stood here,
Angry, confused, afraid and alone,
On a path she did not choose for herself,
Trying to find the right way home.

Then three dark angels stepped onto the road,
Held out their hands and whispered "Come with us;
We'll show you the right way to go from here,
We can see you've lost your way."

So the child took their hands and followed where they went
And she saw a world she had never seen before:
A world of true friendship, love and hope
Where people looked forward instead of back

And did not mistreat others or encourage bullies,
Or try to deny people the right to be themselves.
On seeing this new world, the child wondered why
She had not been allowed to see it before.

She carried on along the path, meeting new people
And slowly opening up to new experiences
And all the while, the three angels stayed with her,
Helping her along the way.

Now, five years on, the child has grown
And is continuing to grow even now.
Those three dark angels are still at her side
And she feels that they will be forever.

So if you're feeling lost and confused,
Do what I did and follow those angels -
Yes, I'm the child who was saved from darkness
And walked into the light that day.

LadyFlame, 22/12/007

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By Johan

I see your reflection through a rear view mirror
I look back to see how many times you've seen
No more lessons to learn from the ghosts of the past
I no longer need you in the back of my mind

Easy ways, Easy days
Maybe you got somewhere to be
But I need your history, babe

I thought things looked so easy when I stopped to think
They are so many days that passed since my loved one went away
I hope you need me for the long ride back
I no longer need you on the back of my hand

Easy ways, Easy days
Maybe you got somewhere to be
But I need your history, babe

Falling from Grace
By Johan

Falling for you in the morning haze
Sat beside you in front of your face
Don't know your name,that's such a disgrace
All the little things seem to fall into place

Don't know the answers of life
I don't even know the questions of your soul
Give me some time to look into your heart
I hope I get a chance to be with you again

Searching for you in the prairie field
Saw you in a space where time was still
Didn't know where she was, she had no memory
All the little things seem to crash on down

The sky just keeps on falling around her feet
Just missing her as she walks on by

Finding out what was your reason
For leaving me all alone in the dark
Time keeps on running by, like it doesn't matter
You still didn't tell what was wrong with your life

Don't know the answers of life
I don't even know the questions of your soul
Give me some time to look in your heart
I hope I get a chance to be with you again

Pace*
By Anonymous

Everything is moving.
Frenzied streets flash by our windows,
like neon streams pouring into the night.
Hearts bleat loudly beneath the falling sky.
The world cannot hold us.

Roaring across the star-studded land,
the road reflected, winding back
into unseeing eyes. Steering,
through a maze of dust and dreams.
The world sleeps as we slip by, lengthening shadows.

Our wheels lick the stinging asphalt
in a desperate, well-worn embrace.
Fingers outstretched to the strings
of possibility, blinking like pearls in the night.
Everyone screams loudly inside their head.

*Inspired by the 'Stop' video

"Black Knitted Cap & Fish Nets" 1-13-02
From: "The Fold " 12/18/01
By Slvrlaklng@aol.com

Heart Shaped Lips, dark circles, and curly hair. The voice of an angel, the eyes of my soul, and the music to keep dreaming...

Another "One" For "Hayes" 1-31-02
By Slvrlaklng@aol.com

My mysterious crush that has no real existance. Where are you now? I still long for you the most, and you don't even know it. If our paths shall cross, I will consider us lucky. Twice more a chance. Three times mostly sublime... I wait secretly. impatiently for your return. I wonder if you saw the same sunrise...that night. I hope it has, if it hasn't already ...appear vividly. I love your strong eyes. you burn a hole right through me. I don't even know you, and Im weakened. Ghostly I'm with you... Always...

"YOU WANT IT TAINTED" -1/16/02
By Michelle**

Sharp street corners
aesthetic gangster blurbs
hopeless romantic gangsters
skips in his step
walking towards me...tainted
no more fear
no more fear
twisted around angular motives
black and white
blank and white
scratching his skin
upon the beating pavement
staring into broken distance
and spouting silent words
of a vision untold, a vision of bleak
black boots leaving concieted streaks
a muffled voice repeating...repeating
wailing on chords
feverish words in that hidden tongue
burned upon graffiti'ed walls
and covered with Shakesperean sonnets
blackened by an aerosol fascade
chipped steps that scream of rockstars
and impressionistic leather jackets
black-eyed black haired angels
with a voice of the past
revelaing an uncanny future
please tell me what you will
...listening to the abandoned vocals...
but your words cauterize
and burn my throat when repeated
while the gray blurbs fill our ears

**Not the Michele who runs Rebels with a Cause