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Goodnight
Goodnight means don't swipe up, goodnight means don't talk, goodnight means you're blind of the simple but complicated words. Let me go into my abditory mind and rest from the untamed world. Be a wallflower if you would be so kind. Let the rain fall, have the moment of petrichor circling through your nostrils and back to your racing subconscious. Please have the very enigma of evanescent, passing and rooting through your veins traveling to your brainstem. Let me sonder on my dwellings and in the gesture of beauty takes flight, the ending has the odor of eunoia seeping and sinking through the fabrics of life
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Heartbroken
she sat there... as she watched the digital face.
it blinks with passion because she didnt bother to reset the loyal companian.
she waits for a call that will never come.
a classic broken heart story.
shed never lost someone dear to her.
she never lost anyone at all, until now.
it feels as time continues on without her even know its not true.
shes sitting and waiting and watching.
now 11:42PM and no fermilier ring.
she lost someone dear to her.. turns out, it's herself.
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Drifting apart from loss
The light flickers.
The unfinished tea cup
and the old rings
around, around, and around.
The cold steam into the sink,
the heavy sigh.
The sound of music...
and sound of forgiveness.
no fear,
no burden.
The love.
The happiness.
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Ulrik
What happens when you sleep in school, and shall never sleep again. Forever more, never again the Ulrik Petersen. Hark, twas a night of horror for the living. The grace of death only has the demise of stealing, killing, and to destroy. He and his underlyings watch as their plan comes to an end of prosperity. The scheme has intent of purloin evil. simple, but hard to achieve, however when the mind is so turned and twisted... the head pops off with no friction, through time. The crowned thief have won. The living have lost. Take head, be watchful of the living, have love to show them. Then the mind will be filled with dreams of all sorts instead of the expiration of a life.
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Deadline
The soft rummble of the machine.
The clicking of the keys.
Click-click-click... and so on.
The brain working hard for a deadline.
Midnight.
The constant reminder -
Get it done... gotta get it done... or you'll. fail.
Never stops.
Until its finished.
It never stops.
Until you're done.
But never really done,
you start again to worry and stress.
They call it a cycle for a reason you know.
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Sleep.
i went to sleep sad last night...
but no one cared.
i went to sleep sad last night...
but no one wondered.
i went to sleep saying goodbye...
but no one saw.
i went to sleep...
but then it was too late . . .
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Love's not only for the romantics
here's a question,
why can't we all just love each other?
did you answer?
does your answer include blaming other people but you: the other party, race, or religion?
heres a question,
why can't we take responsibility for our own actions?
did you answer?
heres a question,
do you consider yourself as a bad person?
of course not, we think highly of ourselves but it's those people we have to look out for who make excuses instead of releasing the truth.
if you answered with yes: yes i take responsibility for my actions. you can stay where you are now or grow and be a better human being.
this is not for people of the left, right, Christians, Catholic, races of many shades... this is for EVERYONE.
including myself. i take responsibility for my actions, can you?
did you answer?
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I Don't Want Anything to do With You
you're finally out of my memory box.
what shoulda happened long ago.
your out of my life, your out of my head.
you broke me and i feel you.
i messed up, but you wont tell me how.
im all messed up now, idk what to do.
i thought we'd be living my dream
i guess it turned out wrong
i guess i turned out wrong
I dont want to die
i dont want anything but you... but you dont want me.
im all messed up now, idk what to do.
i thought we'd be living my dream
i guess it turned out wrong
i guess i turned out wrong.
I'm turning a page.
no, not just a page but a chapter.
a chapter of sweet savory of life.
you and I are no more, but I'm glad if it.
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Mistakes = Human
they say, you cant make a mistake
but they can.
are we not all human?
lets ask them this:
who are you?
"i am me."
if i am me and you are you, why are you trying to make me you?
read that again.
what are you?
"human..."
are we all not made of the same material? organs, blood, skin?
especially the heart.
do you see now? or are we still different.
the only difference i can see... are intentions.
have a good intention today and be safe ❤️
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