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Julianne Nov 3
Shackled by my own mind , but a mind which does not feel as though my own.
Why; i ask, that a head upon shoulders i know belonging to me ,can i not control .

The power of will, others do believe i lack,
yet my inundation of uncertainty builds.
How could a reason or bold excuse such as  that, compare or compete with my seeping heart black.

I fear these cuffs of sin hold indestructible superiority , and bare no key to unclasp .

Although Presenting resiliency and strength towards so many aspects in my life lived already,

I'm loosing balance and the future seems unsteady
Julianne Nov 3
Forward they're living , where i am not there Unfazed of what was, and blissfully unaware

               The sun rose like always
                At night stars still glare

               Nothing seems different
                     Nothing feels fair

I'm missing, erased, and without someone to care.
My pancakes at breakfast , the stories we'd share, remember falling asleep in our favourite chair?

                   Your favourite blanket
                
                     Your favourite bear

Mummy Brushing the curls of your golden long hair.  Have you forgotten ? my heart could not bare.
                
      Immeasurable memories us as a pair  

If given a moment or second to spare,
My wish you reminisce,  on those times i was there
Julianne Nov 3
In a world where I'm not there, the Stars twinkle without a care.

Mountains rise, rivers flow, and nature's beauty continues to grow.

Cities buzz with life and light and Day turns into a peaceful night.

Laughter rings,

Friendships bloom.

A vacancy since my departure, A world with a little more room.

Dreams take flight and hopes soar high, It has been the most wonderful time, but we all have to one day and eventually bid our goodbyes.

A stamp in a world I'll always be, only now merely left to reminisce and now to you
  
                       only a memory.
Julianne Nov 3
How do you sleep and so easily settle your mind? Isn't there a traffic of noise that's loudly whirring inside?

How do you remember all those important tasks? I wonder how it feels to complete of what's been asked.

How do you calmly listen and not interrupt or talk too fast?
How does it feel to make friends, and have  friendships that last?

How can you plan ahead and think of tomorrow?Will it not overwhelm that your time now, will soon be your past?

How does a person show such vast integrity
Being your true self without an attiring mask.

How do you clean but keep it that way?
If a person should visit on your messiest day?

Do you not worry about what they think, or words they might say.

Anxiously reliving the moment in Replay.

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