"I am fine"
🦋🦋🦋 I know it’s hard to say, “I’m fine,” While demons whisper in my mind. My soul is stained with ruby wine, I'm lost, uncertain, nearly blind. The sky ignites with silver scars, Soft constellations guide my soul. Fly me past Venus, then to Mars— I’ve lost my faith, I’ve lost control. I’m fine—just stop, no need to ask. I love the warmth you bring to me. No more pretending, no more masks— All wounds have healed, I set you free. I’m more than fine—I spread my wings, I race along the Milky Way. No time for tears, no sorrow clings, Love’s fever lifts me, come what may. I know it’s hard to wait so long, To trust in echoes of a dream. But love will play its sweetest song, And I will hear its chords redeem.
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Wonderful 👏👍 sis...its good 💕💞
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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"Я буду помнить"
Я буду помнить о тебе , Когда минутой будет гнусно И одиноко грянет в след Дождь смыв порою мои чувства Я буду помнить о тебе , Когда нагрянет новый вечер И ветер заберёт себе Мои увечены надежды . Я буду помнить, тот момент, Когда тебя со мной не стало Оставив только мокрый цент С того ,что в сердце потеряла Я буду помнить твой уход , Да может быть, тогда слезами Теперь совсем под тихий сон Обняв подушку крепко швами .
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