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PerfectionPerfectionPerfection
How can I write of beauty,
of things perfect within themselves when I am far from perfect; lost along the winding path
of the untouchable truth of beauty? How can I write of triumph over struggles treacherous and long, when I am still trapped, desperately searching myself for the radiant ray of light that will lead me away from the problems of human kind?
I watch my hopes and dreams slowly collecting dust from my neglect, shoved carelessly into the attic of my mind. Perhaps the beam of light that I long for is my acceptan
SandSandSand
The many swirling sifting sands are like life’s many ways.
Watch each bit fall through your hands; saddened, you turn away.
For like the sand, time drops away, you can’t hold on and savor.
We spend our few and precious days trying to gain some favor.
A grain once fallen cannot be found, it’s lost among the others. There’s thousands scattered on the ground, each looking like its brother.
Each perfect grain of sand’s unique, are we as people less so?
Ev’ry thing on Earth’s filled with m
The Language of the WorldThe Language of the WorldThe Language of the World
From A to Z,
from 1 to 2 we express ourselves.
The emotions of a thousand years; thousands have felt, have cried, have laughed, have hurt, have smiled,
just as we do now. From twenty-six letters, we draw the strength to communicate with the world. Chancing humiliation, rejection,
disgust, to make our views known,
our opinions heard. What drives us?
When we risk so much each time we put pen to paper?
Words to our lips?
The need,
the desire,
of human natu
RealityRealityReality
A truth bitter-sweet,
that of unfairness and reality, of love and hate combined, of fates intertwined,
yet wrenched forever apart. The world sees all the suffering, but not the individuals.
The ones who know not of the pain cry for change,
Shout for reform, call for the peoples support. Yet the smartest know the least. In their learning distancing themselves from the ones who really know; the ones who’ve experienced that which the intellectuals,
knowing nothing,
want to change.
For the good of all.
i am backwardsi hate the people i like because i cannot stand to be vulnerable and i write with my left hand and my least favourite subject is gym and my favourite is social studies and i love the people who hurt me most and i cry when i am happy because i know that it will never last.i am backwards
i back away from the people i love because i will never let me hurt them – i have bad heart-to-hand coordination.
there is actually a third kind of personality – the kind who, with a clumsy elbow, knocks over the glass before they have a chance to see how much is in it. and then – just my luck – it stains my jeans and ruins my ho
Tempted by FateIn your head the rain beats down like sharp needles You walk alone cold, bitter and needlessTempted by Fate
You have been spat out by life’s addictions You where blinded and could see no restrictions Now disregarded you lie alone till hangover kicks in Permanently high you’re no stranger to sin The thorns of life cave your minds eye All you want is to fall down and cry This hole in your heart urges for meaning But the shard in your head keeps you constantly dreaming Now you use a knife to cut your veins Can’t you see it won’t stop the pain The endless damnation brin
Unrequited Love...You watch him from a distance You love to see him smile You wish one day he might be yours If only for a whileUnrequited Love...
You wish that you could tell him To have the strength to say, “I love you and I wish that you Could feel the same one day!”
Your heart beats as he comes towards you Only to walk on by You try to tell yourself you don’t love him Try to believe your lie…
You wish, you dream, you hope, you pray That you could be together Maybe if you could make him see That you two could last forever.....
Other than that, keep up the good work.
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~Any attempts to understand me will end in angry ninja~
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Uhm, I'm a friend of Alliah's, and I stopped by to read some of your stuff, and WOAH. You're fantastic!
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Let's be lonely together.
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Let's be lonely together.
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Together We Can Save The Endangered Shift Button!
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Together We Can Save The Endangered Shift Button!
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