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It's been quite the adventure,
But it finally has to end,
Doors have been shut tightly,
This time I must descend.
I'm not sure what to make of things,
Though I suppose things could be worse,
Memories will never disappear,
Everyone has their own curse.
Parts of me will be closed off,
I suppose it's for the best,
Maybe in time I'll open up,
For now I'll bury things in my chest.
Doors have been shut on the outside,
Much like the doors hidden within,
Perhaps I can remove the jade,
Once I find out where to begin.
Life always seems to surprise me,
Who'd have guessed I'd fall in love,
Someday is might happen again,
My heart will likely need a shove.
But it finally has to end,
Doors have been shut tightly,
This time I must descend.
I'm not sure what to make of things,
Though I suppose things could be worse,
Memories will never disappear,
Everyone has their own curse.
Parts of me will be closed off,
I suppose it's for the best,
Maybe in time I'll open up,
For now I'll bury things in my chest.
Doors have been shut on the outside,
Much like the doors hidden within,
Perhaps I can remove the jade,
Once I find out where to begin.
Life always seems to surprise me,
Who'd have guessed I'd fall in love,
Someday is might happen again,
My heart will likely need a shove.
Literature
Dying so Young
You open your eyes and look at me
I stare back at you helplessly
You look so pale and weak
As you lie on this hospital bed
A huge white bandage covers your tiny little head
You reach for my hand and hold it tight
And all of my strength washes away
As tears fill my eyes
I try to hold them back but it's no use
They fall down my cheek
I know you're dying and there's nothing I can do
You're my best friend, without you there's no reason to go on.
You release my hand and wipe my tears
You smile with your pale white lips
"Don't cry" You say
I hold your hand and
I close my eyes shut for a while.
Then your hands start to lose its grip
Literature
you are a lost cause.
you are a lost cause.
i am a liar.
and we are a decrepit house
in the richest street,
of the richest city,
in the richest country.
i resent the fact that i'm lying to myself being in your vicinity.
the fact i have a different set of voices just for talking to you.
and the fact that to even look at you,
i have to at least
pretend i don't want to pretend anymore.
Literature
The Death Within Life
Raging Seas
Dark skies
Endless tears
Cold fires
That is what life is.
No fairy godmothers
or knights in shining armor.
Only witches and cauldrons
recipes for disaster.
There are no three wishes
or steeds that fly.
No hero, no powers,
certainly no rewinds.
Life is but time
flowing forward.
Spent by little moments
we call ours.
It is never enough,
not once.
Fragments engraved
they're left to remain.
Not even our mind, our knowledge
can prolong our hours.
To live them as they come
seconds remembered, never forgotten.
To let them pass
by our envy and our pride.
No wonder we are fools
both then and now.
Not one of us
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Honestly, I never thought I'd actually fall in love. Growing up it always seemed so farfetched, and I never thought something like that would actually happen to me. Nobody ever seemed interested in getting to know me, let alone enough to love me. But it happened, and I suppose I've learned a lot because of it. Things didn't end how I would have liked, but I suppose that's life.
I suppose it's time to move on, though I'm not entirely sure what that entails yet. I've never had to do it before. I don't imagine it's going to be easy, and this hole isn't likely to be filled any time soon. I don't like it at all, but like I said.. I suppose that's just part of life.
I suppose it's time to move on, though I'm not entirely sure what that entails yet. I've never had to do it before. I don't imagine it's going to be easy, and this hole isn't likely to be filled any time soon. I don't like it at all, but like I said.. I suppose that's just part of life.
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