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humairaaismail
You could make a promise today and break it tomorrow Not because you're terrible But because you have no say What you feel today won't be guaranteed week from now Life is one huge blob of oblivion And promises make us feel in control Like we actually have a say Promises are a selfish thing Because you might really mean it But you don't know how how fast that could change Breaking promises is not about being heartless It's about being human And it's about time we understand that Even the most loyal and trustworthy people break promises And that is okay -H.Ismail
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 8:03 PM UTC
Promises
Love is about wanting nothing more from the person than for their heart and mind to be at ease Constantly Even if it puts Your heart And mind Are at constant war (And being fully aware that they feel the same) Love works both ways. -H.Ismail
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
Love is about ..
Here's the thing Life's a horrible thing But it's also beautiful in every single way People come People go People make you happy And people make you sad Somedays you feel like you're on top of the world And other days it feels like the world is crushing your spine And every single one of those 7 billion people are doing nothing but making the load heavier And other times, people are the greatest gift to you They carry the load above you like a halo Sometimes you're so good at something and everything feels okay And other times you mess up, ***** over, fall down, break apart, hurt and hurt and hurt some more But Sweetheart, You can't hide between those four walls And keep the doors always shut, Causing you to never see or feel the sunshine All because you're afraid of the rain There is beauty in everything And there is terror in it too And that, is life Embrace it -H.Ismail
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 8:01 PM UTC
Life
Oh but little girl ?
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 8:16 AM UTC
Little Girl
i was a wolf and he ? he was my moon and i guess the wolf was always in love with the moon and each night the wolf cried out, for the love is would certainly never touch but i guess thats the sad truth lovers dont always win not in this world at least we know now, that i was a wolf and he was my moon and each night i shall call out to him just with the hope that we, one day, might finally touch -H.Ismail
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 8:15 AM UTC
Wolf