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Nova Text - Speeches

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In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. Martin Luther King Jr. Do not save your loving speeches for your friends till they are dead. Do not write them on their tombstones, speak them rather now instead. - Anna Cummin. 2009 Christopher Brian Currin.

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Nova Text - Poem - Broken Dreams

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Careful. We don't want to learn from this. With doubts in my mind. You went to look. Still leaving me blind. And look what you found. A brand new man. As well as decimating my master plan. Tried to get you off my mind. Vain attempts though they may be. I can’t stand the thought. Of you not here with me. The recesses of my mind. Of what has just past. The mistakes I make. Broken dreams come drifting through. Of what could have been. If I was true to you. I might have seen. A bang leaves with it.

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Nova Text - Poem - Lost

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Lost (hearts, tears and fears). Grant me the Serenity. To accept the things I cannot change,. To change the things I can,. To know the difference. I‘ve been lost, I‘ve been found. But now I‘m stuck in the ground. I‘ve been hurt, I‘ve been loved. Now all I get is shoved. I‘ve been kicked, I‘ve been hugged. Now they‘ve pulled the plug. This is my story, this is my life. It‘s all been turned into strife. This is my plea, this is my surrender. Everyone knew I was just a pretender. I‘m lost, so lost. You are ...

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Nova Text - Poem - Tear Dove

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There are more tears shed over answered prayers than over unanswered prayers. Who does sit upon your callous wall,. You have feathered your beguiled greetings. Know in your silent pity that there is hope. That there shall be no blackbirds. Who would hang you by a rope. Or count the fleas upon your back,. Nor further gnaw at your neck. When the world shall no longer deride nor pity, will they come to you distraught with forgiveness? From wings so lovely and eyes so dear,. But you will endure.

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Nova Text - Poem - Just Another Love Song

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Just Another Love Song. A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic. I have no more love songs left for you. I have no more love to keep it true. This is perhaps the last you will from me hear. But my heart has forever from you been seared. Your name upon my heart, your memories etched. The feelings can be felt, but not truly expressed. You were my one, you were my only. You became my all, but now we are lonely. We had it once, then lost it all. We nearly got up, but decided to fall.

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Nova Text - Christopher Currin

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Dream as if You'll Live Forever, Live as if You'll Die Today. Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing. - Benjamin Franklin. Writing is a passion of mine. Done out of emotion and inspiration, I find I have to express my thoughts and feelings. Sometimes this expression can take the form of a short story or a poem. Other times I find solace in a quote. Select a heading to view content. Changed front page layout. Poems to look out for:. Lost (hearts, tears and fears). Life is not a...

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Nova Text - Poem - Blinded by Ease

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It is surprinsingly how easy it is to forget that the way to get things done is to do them. Blinded by ease we fall away. To a moment past, to a place someday. The thoughts of giving up come too easy and never stray. When things get tough, and tough they will be, why walk away? When we sit down, we unconsciously never can’t stand. Why give it up, why waste it all if we know we can? Dear bird upon the window sill whom awakens me today. With a quirky chirp and a flutter of feathers; proud to display. How a...

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Nova Text - Stories

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Life is a game, Play it. Life is a challenge, Meet it. Life is an opportunity, Capture it. The Boy Who Phoned Heaven. Every Lament is a Love Song. It was a long story, and like most of the stories in the world, never finished. There was an ending - there always is - but the story went on past the ending - it always does. Tell me the story. What story, child? The story of Babel Dark's secret. It was a woman. You always say that. Is that the complete list? Then there is the woman you love.

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Nova Text - Poem - Days and Years

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We can do no great things, only small things with great love. Upon this day I cannot say. When we will again meet someway. But I know true, though we are apart. You will forever be in my heart. And in my heart you will stay. In every moment of everyday. When I think of you my heart gives a flutter. When I talk to you, I can’t help but stutter. As I’m with you I’m a liver. As I hug you, I get a shiver. With every breath I have left, I’d give it all away. For you, so I could be with you for one more day.

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Nova Text - Poem - Blind Deaf Numb

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It is better to fail at your own life than to succeed at someone else's. What has happened to the world? Where did we go wrong? Our needs are never fulfilled. Not enough are singing a song. This is new to me. This, I can’t embrace. Why can’t we see? We’re killing this place. This is our fault. We are to blame. For all the trouble we caused. And the burning flame. For all the people with greed. With all our huge cities. Never satisfying our need. All the stricken people. All the hungry people.