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bobby-blues
bobby-blues
By compulsion I write
You(I) closest(dearest) friend(ally) now(forever)
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May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
Promise(love)
Don't get any closer Love is love It is what it is Only the sun (can display the sun)
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Aug 1, 2024
Aug 1, 2024 at 2:39 AM UTC
(boy)
When sweet sorrow caress, and a thousand suns inside are extinguished, I haggle with myself regarding death: "Do not despair, for you will die, one day. Just as you will be raised up, you will sink down, one day." "What is pain?" the king would say. "Even this shall pass away."
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Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 10:18 AM UTC
Even this
Things replace things. Days replace days. Things replace things. Run run run run run run. And you cannot run or ever, ever escape. You cannot run or ever hide it away. Something glorious is about to happen: The Reckoning
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Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 3:06 PM UTC
The Reckoning
Undiminished longing. Like an angel: mind boggling. And I will never be able to forget. I put my whole soul into it, and now I don't even know if I regret.
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 2:14 AM UTC
Confused
the hardest part of saying goodbye is the fact that sometimes there's no closure
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 9:07 AM UTC
i miss you
She smelt like home. Like a natural fragrance in full bloom. Or like warm winds, under the full moon. How bittersweet is the memory of worldly happiness.
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Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 10:38 AM UTC
Memory
Goodbye honeybee. It was an honor to be by your side even if it was just for a little while. I hope I did you more good than harm, and that I sounded some of your alarms. Remember the solemn promise that you made, because I will remember you for as long as I live. This is not a poem, but a talking heart that has been torn apart, bit by bit. Goodbye O moon of my eyes, my wife in heart. O flower of May, oh beautified one: Goodbye.
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Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 9:25 AM UTC
Goodbye
It's inevitability demands its acceptance. And it helps you take action, seeking repentance. It is inexpressible to endure, but you come out more pure. It is your teacher. An immediate anchor. And a respected teacher is better than a shunned one. So shun not pain. But carefully choose what you flee from, and where you are heading. Pain helps with that too! Struggle to endure and to be true. That is my advice to you. After hardship there is ease. After hardship there is ease.
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
Pain