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sophialychee
sophialychee
let it be / if you really love me / let me go / if you're as caring as you say so
Tell me that you need me Tell me that you love me Tell me that you want me Tell me that you miss me Don't tell me that I'm useless Don't tell me that you hate me Don't tell me that to leave Don't tell me that you don't think of me Please tell me to stay
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 7:51 AM UTC
Tell me
.... I walk down the bay it is full of red roses and fine lilies. The feeling, like a quaint cottage of peace picking sunshine with ease. A hamlet of happiness, a place you find strength gushing through like the home of bees. The joy the heart beats gently to. This beautiful sights and mellifluous sounds of the lovely water birds, i can't, but admire. Right here one builds words the shape of the pyramids and meanings as old as the heavens. But not until I wake from this image that tricks the mortal me. This castles in the air. I sit capturing every wave, every sounds, every passing thing I had seen on a piece of paper and the memories of nature running through my mind. With regrets of what this world could be, I wish for more but for posterity I write- for the love of nature and for the joy of poetry. May these words give strength, I say and may the sun never die to my feet for I have seen love. And so dear reader nature may be God.. Just maybe, we may never know. What do we know? We keep telling ourselves how well we do, yet it hurts us every passing day for we do not want to try the little things to safe earth. Nature could hand us a hand of friendship, we could never tell, for we do not want to see, our vision happily blurred. How much it calls every passing day, silently crying through our eyes and ears. Through our nose and skin. Through the air, the sea. through day, through night. Wake up, wake up, the world is falling apart. Pick me up and clean me for you need me in this journey of time. Yes You need me like a baby needs a mother's tender love and care. But to us what a fiction, to God what a pity. Donald
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 8:35 AM UTC
Of Nature And Posterity
.... I walk down the bay it is full of red roses and fine lilies. The feeling, like a quaint cottage of peace picking sunshine with ease. A hamlet of happiness, a place you find strength gushing through like the home of bees. The joy the heart beats gently to. This beautiful sights and mellifluous sounds of the lovely water birds, i can't, but admire. Right here one builds words the shape of the pyramids and meanings as old as the heavens. But not until I wake from this image that tricks the mortal me. This castles in the air. I sit capturing every wave, every sounds, every passing thing I had seen on a piece of paper and the memories of nature running through my mind. With regrets of what this world could be, I wish for more but for posterity I write- for the love of nature and for the joy of poetry. May these words give strength, I say and may the sun never die to my feet for I have seen love. And so dear reader nature may be God.. Just maybe, we may never know. What do we know? We keep telling ourselves how well we do, yet it hurts us every passing day for we do not want to try the little things to safe earth. Nature could hand us a hand of friendship, we could never tell, for we do not want to see, our vision happily blurred. How much it calls every passing day, silently crying through our eyes and ears. Through our nose and skin. Through the air, the sea. through day, through night. Wake up, wake up, the world is falling apart. Pick me up and clean me for you need me in this journey of time. Yes You need me like a baby needs a mother's tender love and care. But to us what a fiction, to God what a pity. Donald
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“When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he’s everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he’s not easy to spot; he’s really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair.” -Taylor Swift
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 4:06 AM UTC
Prince Charming Quote by Taylor Swift
girls always dreamt of their prince charming in their fairy tales that they would be the knight in shining armour ready to save the day that they would be the ones to fight off the evil villain the villain that says bad things to make all hate them but how can we girls identify which is which if the villain is the one that says all the right things?
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
Fairy tales
i have slain my demons with heavenly fire when my eyes open i awaken to life as desire i've put down the ways of being a simple child the feeling of peace is still and grand, yet wild i have grown as much as any boy can finally starting to walk the earth as a man I’ve been burnt by fire and lived in my hell and because of those scars i've broken my shell creation is amazing for those who can see not see with the eyes, but, the soul and how strong you can be it begins with a seed, a hope or a dream when watered, fulfilled or chased it will gleam for you are the one that makes your whole life whole elevated by strength and resolve you will reach your goal strength comes for assurance that you are enough to face life head on and always be tough if you need a light in the dark or a hand to hold my grip is strong and my resolve is to bold i will always be here, that’s just what i do i will never give up, as long as you don’t give up on you.
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
Reach
So you spent all your life here, in these walls of virtual reality Within the confines of sweet sweet fantasy that holds you dear every moment The unrelenting love you receive The security and ease All bad things at bay The firewall keeping it away So you live in your perfect little globe the place where you control everything In where you can be someone else and not care if you hurt anybody else How long has it been since you got out? The sun in your skin and wind caressing it The laughter and sweat you spent playing The hellos and goodbyes we love giving The trips to your friends for tea time Choosing trends in malls with friends The fun of riding in an attraction in a park And the pure joy of doing it all...Physically So while you're at it Staring into the hollow monitors and screens Take back what once was you Hit refresh and do what you want to.
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:56 AM UTC
Hit Refresh
*Here in the midst of lake and fell where lake-land poets once did dwell, penned their words in romantic style I too will sit and dream a while. Sat at the edge of mountain tarn looking back over field and farm, watching Merlin and Goshawks fly on thermal winds high in the sky. The scent of pine from forest deep red squirrels search for nuts to keep, native to this Cumbrian land to watch them scurry, really grand. So tranquil here midst lake and fell where reds and poets do still dwell, the only sound is natures song this is the place that I belong.*
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:55 AM UTC
Watching Reds At Tarn Hows
Standing in the starlight looking into your eyes as they reflect the moon. Watching the horizon as the night fades. Dancing barefoot on the cool earth with you in my arms, I do not want the night to end. As the sun begins to break the veil of night, Shadows begin to fade into morning and your silhouette becomes mysterious and beautiful. I pull you close and look at your face as light and dark cast shades over you. The sun and the moon are in equilibrium and you and I are balanced and in love. I savor the moment as the shades of night fade and the mornings new light separates shadows from day.
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
Morning Shadows
I am strong, I can overcome any obstacle, Once i put my mind to it I'm a fighter. When someone pushes me down, Not only physically, But Mentally and psychologically, I will pull myself up and say, " Nice try, but its going to take more than gravity to keep me down,because i am a fighter." When you say i won't make it, It just encourages me to work harder, When you make fun of my flaws, I continue to embrace them, Nothing you say will bring me down, I'm a fighter.                                                                                  Jonesy 2016©
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
Fighter - (((ꎤ’ω’)و三 ꎤ’ω’)-o≡
the moment when we finally feel free while we're swinging on a tree?
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
Could this be