"lay under the sky with me while I trace constellations with my finger"
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Oh rage, you've made her so quiet.
How much of you it took ? To cage, all the screams and riots.
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i often wonder, how come these eyes of mine can still tell more tales than these scars on mine.

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them : why do you keep looking at a watch that doesn't show you the right time ?
him: to know if sunshine still touches her face or has moonlight embraced her already. i carry her hours, minutes and seconds. not mine. hers.

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if you ever decide to look for me, do not go far, love . draw your fingers through the pages of books on my wooden shelf, there, i've left pieces of me in there.

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a feeling so powerful like a storm, i could make this world into shambles, flames roaring and still devour it and ravage the nothingness further.

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my eyes found yours
and held them for my soul
to know yours and so did you.
Later,
a my heart smelled sweet, musk,
for a rose was recieved,
by mine from yours.


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skin painted with tears of dear moon, eyes magic brimmed stars.


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I'd rather hold the pieces of you which are concealed than the parts exposed,
for there is this longing in me to see if those parts of you breathe alright,
for their beauty is so my naked eyes fail to see but my soul aches for a glimpse.
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I am obliterated from everywhere yet everywhere is me. I am not anyone's to remember yet everyone is there to remember, for me.
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So many souls, torn, forlorn and lost. You must be the one to take them by their hands and walk them into the light even when you yourself walk in the shadows.
That shall be your salvation even while you still breathe.
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There's fire in me
As I feel it
At moments now and then
It is a spark
Of a little starlight a moment
The other
It consumes me , from core
It plays at time

It tricks me for me
In the mirror to me it is seen
Do i fail to tame it
It ravages
It brings ashes
Not beautiful magnesium flairs
Rather dark impalpable dreams
I'm warned at times
As I feel it rebelling
So I whisper to it
You're the blue light of pole
Below is a ballerina
On toes painting life
Strengthen her will
Demolish her what if
Light the mirror
And rejuvenate her dreams.
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I want to 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 the 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 I see with eyes not closed, but it is a 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 which, to these eyes is lost but to soul is not. So i close my eyes to 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 the 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 I'll only ever see with my eyes closed.

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Why isn't she afraid of loving after all this time of misery and broken ends ?
Do the stars stop shining during the day? Her love is the shine of her being. She couldn't help but breath it to every soul she touches.

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she is like a firefly, she is hidden in the shadows, you see her if she wills, but you must not have her caged if she does, for the fire within stills.


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She never went to say her goodbyes — for it was her way of telling God that he must reunite her with the departing heart for she hasn't yet bid farewell — for God shall not be given the chance to use her goodbyes to justify if the souls never met on this plain again. Yes. She had the most insane and magical mind.


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In the end of everything, I realise, "It's only I against the world" . Should I be thankful to not have enough power ? For if I had, "I might burn it to the ground".

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to you,
This world is beautifully terrifying but as one half of me smiles as I walk its grounds and live for you, other half of me no longer recognises it and despises it for having to live without you, perhaps it was only beautiful when I saw it through your eyes, love.
yours, me.


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