I can still smell the sound of laughter when I hear the teardrops fall.
I can still smell the sound of laughter when I hear the teardrops fall.
Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
When I close my eyes
When I Close my Eyes I might not be able to change the world and I might not be able to change your mind I might not be able to make you love me but I can dream about It when I close my eyes late at night when I am living somewhere in my mind for that is where I go every chance When I want to escape All the violence and the hate a place where you and I walk hand and hand Down the peaceful streets At night after our date A place that is filled with laughter and tears drinking margaritas on the beach with you while we are dancing in the rain where I always smile and I forget all the pain a place where peace has won the war and race matter not any more where we can all now dance out in the streets rich or poor now all live next door to door a place where the sun shines every day and there are no dark clouds anymore where there are no chains that bind us all and we all matter bi
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