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auspicious
We do what we want and we live by what we did. - nr.
When I was with you It felt like I was floating But then I realized I was falling instead nr.
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 11:16 AM UTC
In Love
I heard the whispers of the wind when I walked through the path. Every echo reminded me of misery, hurt, pain, disgust, lies, hates, love. I screamed in horror... I was scared to death. "Please leave me alone!" they laughed as I begged. I ran through the woods and found soft branches I can lean on. I sniff and shut my eyes; not wanting anyone to touch me. A squeak of noise escaped in the dark. I heard a laugh... my heart dropped and fainted. I was about to find my way out when a crow suddenly grabbed my leg! It touched me. It touched me. It touched my everything. I cried in hurt and pleasure. It felt good but it hurt. I tried to escape the touches of wings yet... I failed. I was horrified. I was scared. I was not able to let go. The pain enjoyed each and every moment. I cried in hurt and pleasure. Disgusted of the ***** of grass and twigs; disgusted of myself. It suddenly left without a word and I lied alone... blood shattered from below. I was dead.
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
Defiant Reverie
The flowers bloomed inside me as she came back to my sight. She had a tear flowing over her face and I wanted to run over her to wipe it off but a sudden realization occurred as I saw her dash across the street - running towards me. She put on a smile and my fingers numbed as I see an angel occur in front of me; wanting my possession. And my heart beat fast as I stood and listen to the words I have said earlier echo in my head. My knees almost dropped when she grabbed my arms and hugged me tight. "Hey." she paused then her eyes glittered in unison with mine. "I love you too." And with no hesitation, I kissed her. And she kissed back. The words echoing inside me didn't matter at all for the dream I have always wanted has finally happened before me.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 8:54 AM UTC
Chapter 2
I tried to erase you but it was so hard I tried again but I failed again Were my feelings that strong? I closed my eyes and you're all I saw I did the opposite but tears then fell I was in love for the first time Love is something we cherish we adore we reach for we look for it's something we find so special that no one in the world can even answer why I was in love for the first time but I felt pain rejection loneliness broken And worse, worst. Every time I look at the stars I remember you Every time I hear a song I curse and cry Every time I hear your name I'm lost. I would search for myself, for who I really am And I would regret even doing so For every time I would find Me, I see you. And I felt the pain all over again and I missed you more and more and loved you even more. And there I was in love for the first time That kind when all you ever feel was nothing.
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 5:35 AM UTC
That kind of Love
There were huge questions hanging before me while I was strolling early morning in the park: Why can't I get you out of my mind? Why am I even in love with you? It was his whisper that made everything clear. The moon's embrace gathered more in gravity. It was more than just a voice, it was a soul reaching for mine. It was his eyes that made me gasped for air. They were telling me he loves me, it was real, it was a fairy tale. That every time I see them sparkle, I find my heartstrings dance with glee. That all the time I stare and blush, his secrets were revealed. It was true love. The smile he does kills me with butterflies. That laugh he makes gives me such feeling sweeter than candy, making me sure, I love everything about him. Making me sure, he'll wait for me. I wonder all the time if we are even real He was too good to be true A prince perhaps that came from the sun's magic Am I princess now then? It's so unreal. His hands were warm, his face is perfect, every scar and imperfections were more than just it I would leave a trace, and there memories are formed. And those moments are left unsaid for they are just only for us, just us. Love and forever. When I was walking in the park, daffodils started singing it was night then, the stars were staring at me. They started to speak words my heart only understood "He loves me, I love him, we are Forever" And there I stood alone, asked myself again: Why am I even in love with you? And all these reasons are just nothing for then I realized the real answer: I love you because of you. You alone.
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 9:53 AM UTC
The Reasons why
There were huge questions hanging before me while I was strolling early morning in the park: Why can't I get you out of my mind? Why am I even in love with you? It was his whisper that made everything clear. The moon's embrace gathered more in gravity. It was more than just a voice, it was a soul reaching for mine. It was his eyes that made me gasped for air. They were telling me he loves me, it was real, it was a fairy tale. That every time I see them sparkle, I find my heartstrings dance with glee. That all the time I stare and blush, his secrets were revealed. It was true love. The smile he does kills me with butterflies. That laugh he makes gives me such feeling sweeter than candy, making me sure, I love everything about him. Making me sure, he'll wait for me. I wonder all the time if we are even real He was too good to be true A prince perhaps that came from the sun's magic Am I princess now then? It's so unreal. His hands were warm, his face is perfect, every scar and imperfections were more than just it I would leave a trace, and there memories are formed. And those moments are left unsaid for they are just only for us, just us. Love and forever. When I was walking in the park, daffodils started singing it was night then, the stars were staring at me. They started to speak words my heart only understood "He loves me, I love him, we are Forever" And there I stood alone, asked myself again: Why am I even in love with you? And all these reasons are just nothing for then I realized the real answer: I love you because of you. You alone.
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If two worlds meet and two lives crash within, what would have happened then? If they care for each other, if it's more than friends, what lies beneath them? If I hear a Yes, but it means a No, why is it too complicated? To understand, to see, to know reality? If I would say what I feel, if I can show the real me, would others care? If I will learn from my mistakes, will there be a difference? 'Cause even if I know all these ifs are possible, they will remain as they are for I will only just say them without actions be done.
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 7:45 AM UTC
Say
I am. I am an ordinary person who gets older as a year pass by. I am just like others who breath the polluted air. I am that human being who asks questions over and over again even if I know the answers won't change at all. I love to dance and sing and listen to music at any mood. I am just that. I keep on talking to people who I know would forget me as we part ways. I don't mind others but just accept the fact that we are all different. I am interested in writing and would often be interested with others' works too. I am quiet when I'm mad. I would make a tantrum alone. I would smile at my hardest times. I would keep my chin up even if I know I'm already wrong. I do things that are complicated and fail a lot of times but I would still continue and I would fail, fail, fail again and expect to never reach that success. I look down on people but I look down on myself more. I am a leader but I don't listen to my own words. I want change but I'm too lazy to follow. I study and I hate it but I still do. I learn and make sacrifices that would lift up my souls. I do things I don't even like but find out later that I loved them. I get hurt and I cry. I fall a lot. I fall to fail, I fall to love. Love, love, and hurt. What's the difference? I wish on shooting stars, believe in promises and make myself stupid. I am used to loving someone then fall out of love. I sit and stand up. I walk and come back. Why do we do things that just always leads to the same direction? I am once a kid, I grew and made sense. I am just an ordinary person who doesn't even know why I even wrote these things. I am just a person. A person trying to find out who I really am.
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 6:36 AM UTC
I am
I am. I am an ordinary person who gets older as a year pass by. I am just like others who breath the polluted air. I am that human being who asks questions over and over again even if I know the answers won't change at all. I love to dance and sing and listen to music at any mood. I am just that. I keep on talking to people who I know would forget me as we part ways. I don't mind others but just accept the fact that we are all different. I am interested in writing and would often be interested with others' works too. I am quiet when I'm mad. I would make a tantrum alone. I would smile at my hardest times. I would keep my chin up even if I know I'm already wrong. I do things that are complicated and fail a lot of times but I would still continue and I would fail, fail, fail again and expect to never reach that success. I look down on people but I look down on myself more. I am a leader but I don't listen to my own words. I want change but I'm too lazy to follow. I study and I hate it but I still do. I learn and make sacrifices that would lift up my souls. I do things I don't even like but find out later that I loved them. I get hurt and I cry. I fall a lot. I fall to fail, I fall to love. Love, love, and hurt. What's the difference? I wish on shooting stars, believe in promises and make myself stupid. I am used to loving someone then fall out of love. I sit and stand up. I walk and come back. Why do we do things that just always leads to the same direction? I am once a kid, I grew and made sense. I am just an ordinary person who doesn't even know why I even wrote these things. I am just a person. A person trying to find out who I really am.
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