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jaylen-vella
jaylen-vella
24/M/American the biography is still being being written.
I was not built for a quiet love. my love burns like fire and surrenders like ash and embers there is a war happening within my chest cavity between my ribs that has no victor... no winning side I breed a battlefield type of love.
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Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 7:21 PM UTC
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you were the wintery wonderland that lies silently beautiful at the highest peaks of mountain tops. your laughter played symphonic tones that could bring ease to the most anxious souls. your optimism shined like a camera flash erupting in the dead of night. you were that bright.
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 8:04 AM UTC
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when I saw her for the first time.. my jaw was introduced to all of the gravitational pull that earth has to offer my eyes turned to shutters, they opened wide to take in as much of her as possible and closed with a flash hoping to burn the fondest memories of her image into my memory banks she was that shade of beautiful.
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 9:32 AM UTC
Bee.
if you know, you must come fourth and speak. they say that talk is cheap, but standing up and speaking out are tasks not for the weak.
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC
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fight for someone WHO loves you and not for someone TO love you.
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 12:31 PM UTC
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if a picture is worth a thousand words, let me be still and silent like a portrait, a photograph, a frozen moment in time unless my actions and words can outweigh a thousand in their importance.
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 11:07 AM UTC
silencestillness
there's a colorful mystery in silence in quietness the question of whether the mute portrait of a human is lost in a daydream engulfed by sadness or running from madness or have they been caught
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 11:05 AM UTC
shhhh.
they tried to bury us.. they didn't know that we were seeds. you know what happens next.
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
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I see your moment, and I raise you a lifetime.
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 11:59 AM UTC
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strive for a love like a windmill. a cycle of perpetual and effortless consistency.
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 11:28 AM UTC
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