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Dear belief,
Please be your strongest now.
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Echoes Fading
Some days,
the hurt would
scream so loudly
I couldn’t hear
anything else
It existed
between molecules,
persisting
like white noise
that I couldn’t shut off
It oozed
into my ears
like flaming black tar
leaving me
hunched over
and gasping
On days like that
I would slip
into a hole
of hating
myself
as your words
would keep echoing
inside of me
inside of me
Inside of me
But I managed
to finally evict you
from the paper-thin walls
you strung
across my veins
And the hurt
you once carved
into my soul
has become
like a faint teardrop,
almost unnoticeable
and easily wiped away
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“Will you be my last chance to love, everybody deserves one. "- Yusha Rizvi
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Pinecones.
Sailboats pepper the harbor.
Rain splatters my subconscious,
God holds the umbrella.
The docks sway softly.
Playing a tune against the ocean,
I am not alone.
The mountains are layered fitly,
Bordered by spruce and bears,
Nature takes its course.
The gray skies twirl.
My mind is quiet,
I can finally exhale.
The girl walks atop the pinecones.
They crunch beneath her soul,
Anything that’s ever mattered is in reach of her touch.
She touches the sky.
Trees tower,
She is finally alone,
Finally free.
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because there is always a piece aspect you dare not show or releases into the world until you have to and set into motion a controlled fire but not out of fear but for compassion — machetera en exilo
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If every star was on the ground,
the sky would be dark from all around.
No creature need wait for night to fall,
The only sound would be from Silence's call.
Nothing would make us grow more far apart
Than the absence of light in the Universe's heart.
Our souls would be filled with an empty space
that craves a spark of direction and a warm place.
If every star fell to the ground,
the grace of the heavens would never be found.
Earth would be crowded but we'd all be lost
Cause love would turn cold by Loneliness's frost.
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Madness.
I saw Madness. It crept into the room and stared at me. It waited in restless silence. Waiting for me to see it was here to stay. I saw Madness. Staring at me from my own reflection.
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M.P.H
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Your Eyes and Sweet Tides
The realise through the love,
in your eyes, I look deeper,
Only to find myself there,
looking stunning and dashing,
as usual but is it really me?
Is it my perception or my image?
Is it a barricade of deception?
Just like a fake orgasm,
all it takes is your eyes,
full of lies, in disguise,
but as sweet tides wash,
ashore they bring what's inside,
I shall put my hand over your heart,
to feel the beat if it matches with mine,
or if it is just another form of intoxication,
hovering over your mind,
making me feel I am the reason,
but the reason was something else,
sweet lies, beautiful lies,
my house of love, or the house of cards,
to be blown away by the blink of an eye,
all the sweet lies, the better times,
there is no junction but still, I have ways,
to go here or there but all around,
there is nothing but sweet lies,
shunned back, there is nothing in your eyes,
because if I close my eyes, my lies,
are better than your lies like the sweet tides.
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reaching...
Dear heart, keep reaching forward
the battle feels harsh,
but it is yours…
flowers will continue to grow
across your fingertips
as you reach towards the things
you are desiring
Have you ever noticed
the ocean only knows her existence
when she sees her own waves
reaching upward?
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