cheralyn-carolina - Hello Poetry

When the sun says goodbye I crave the stars upon There’s nothing to deny On earth’s nowhere to settle on.

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Apr 21, 2015

Apr 21, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC

When the sun says goodbye I crave the stars upon There’s nothing to deny On earth’s nowhere to settle on.

This world is so used to cruelty that every act of kindness is seen as flirt. I won't change who I am. I won't give up my niceness just because other hearts have forgotten how gentleness feels like. Instead I will teach them. I will make them remember how to be kind. It's sad that you have to be rude in order to set a limit. You can say no and still be the nicest person in the world.

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Mar 15, 2015

Mar 15, 2015 at 11:19 AM UTC

Kindness

This world is so used to cruelty that every act of kindness is seen as flirt. I won't change who I am. I won't give up my niceness just because other hearts have forgotten how gentleness feels like. Instead I will teach them. I will make them remember how to be kind. It's sad that you have to be rude in order to set a limit. You can say no and still be the nicest person in the world.

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Slowly losing Letting go your love Memories are seducing I’m so tired of No more butterflies No more missing me Grey are our skies Dead is the love tree.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 5:02 PM UTC

Feeling as if

Slowly losing Letting go your love Memories are seducing I’m so tired of No more butterflies No more missing me Grey are our skies Dead is the love tree.

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I wanna tell you about all the things that bury beneath my skin but it’s like they forgot your language and I cannot order them and I’m so sorry I remain silent as the storm destroys my love for you.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC

Beginning of the end

I wanna tell you about all the things that bury beneath my skin but it’s like they forgot your language and I cannot order them and I’m so sorry I remain silent as the storm destroys my love for you.

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Look at nature. Yea, just do it. And now, feel it. Feel it in your bones. Be it. It’s wonderful, isn't it? Your ****** thoughts about being ugly and worthless don’t mind anymore. You’re one with this earth. And this earth is way more than beautiful. So are you! I know what I’m talking about, I’ve been there too. Pain. Pain, always pain. Start living a life you’re proud of, sweetie. Gosh, you really have adorable eyes! Use them right to see this beauty all around. I believe in you.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 4:07 PM UTC

In case you haven't heard it today:

Look at nature. Yea, just do it. And now, feel it. Feel it in your bones. Be it. It’s wonderful, isn't it? Your ****** thoughts about being ugly and worthless don’t mind anymore. You’re one with this earth. And this earth is way more than beautiful. So are you! I know what I’m talking about, I’ve been there too. Pain. Pain, always pain. Start living a life you’re proud of, sweetie. Gosh, you really have adorable eyes! Use them right to see this beauty all around. I believe in you.

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I still haven’t figured out the combination of those 26 letters which can tell the story about how much this little girl loves being alive and still wishes to die.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC

Speechless

I still haven’t figured out the combination of those 26 letters which can tell the story about how much this little girl loves being alive and still wishes to die.

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When I keep distance from you, it's not because I don't love you anymore. But because I love you too much I don’t want you to be dragged down by the monsters inside me.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC

Stay away from me

When I keep distance from you, it's not because I don't love you anymore. But because I love you too much I don’t want you to be dragged down by the monsters inside me.

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I'm never really sad. Some days, I'm just a little less happy than others.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC

Happy

I'm never really sad. Some days, I'm just a little less happy than others.

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How incredibly vulnerable we all are that certain things can break our hearts so badly. Yea so badly that too often there’s no other way out than doing others wrong or being so cold just to avoid to get hurt again. Ain’t that sad.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 3:49 PM UTC

Get hurt

How incredibly vulnerable we all are that certain things can break our hearts so badly. Yea so badly that too often there’s no other way out than doing others wrong or being so cold just to avoid to get hurt again. Ain’t that sad.

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And that’s the thing with sensitive people. They notice the world how it’s meant to be, not how everyone think it is. The world is beautiful. It’s good. Just like people. Every single one of us. They’re the one’s with the big hearts. Who constantly live wiping their tears away caused by all the sensations that overwhelm them even in simple occasions. Yea that’s the thing with sensitive people. They feel what others pretend isn’t there. They see the true beauty behind all this ugliness. And the true pain that people attempt to hide behind their awfulness. They get every inch of true emotion that lies beneath all their shattered pieces. They comprehend the world in a way others could never ever picture. So breathtakingly beautiful and sorry together.

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Feb 27, 2015

Feb 27, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC

The sensitives

And that’s the thing with sensitive people. They notice the world how it’s meant to be, not how everyone think it is. The world is beautiful. It’s good. Just like people. Every single one of us. They’re the one’s with the big hearts. Who constantly live wiping their tears away caused by all the sensations that overwhelm them even in simple occasions. Yea that’s the thing with sensitive people. They feel what others pretend isn’t there. They see the true beauty behind all this ugliness. And the true pain that people attempt to hide behind their awfulness. They get every inch of true emotion that lies beneath all their shattered pieces. They comprehend the world in a way others could never ever picture. So breathtakingly beautiful and sorry together.

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