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i write
to the only reason
and fear-
that i might
drown my heart
and soul
with the words
that floods
my head
i hear heartbeats
sings songs
of love
and sadness

tunes
you and i
are familiar with

where we dance
and cry
in our sleep at night
thinking tomorrow
is another day
to feel glee or die
You're an orchid
I'm a thorn
you are loved
I am burned;
with all insults,
mischief, conspiracy
and infidelity

for i chose the path
that denies my existence
to only-
make path of your presence

now, you're still loved
and i-
a part your history,
untold
Why do they not respect you
maybe you don't deserve it
maybe they don't know how
maybe you showed them differently
maybe they plainly don't know;
for they didn't grow up with it-
what respect is
how's it done
when should it be done
why would they do it
and who deserves it

Why?
Why's everyone not aware
of what respect is
and its impact
maybe they do know
maybe they do understands
but they just won't
just because
maybe they don't even respect their-selves
thought floats on why respect is an option
There's no greater glee
than having you with me
You listened well to my pleas
Even in my cries, you bend your knees
to lift me, to wipe the tears on my cheeks

There's no greater feeling,
I tell thee
For my love,
You brought sunlight
to every dark corner my heart has
and warmth spread-
melting every cold feeling I had,
for years and years of heartbreaks
for years and years of sadness
for years and years of loneliness

There's no greater feeling
than being loved so faithfully
by someone you love, truly...

There's no greater feeling
you somehow
kissed my soul;
troubled and broken
beneath a storm-
saved and nurtured
by saying,
I love you
You dreamed of things
your head played
but neglected them
a thousand times
because of the voices
saying;
you won't be able
to achieve them
and listened

You've somehow
imprisoned yourself
to thoughts that don't matter
to words, only made
to drag you down
to eyes, made to judge
to hearts, only made
to discourage

Your dreams are made
of a million you's;

Go on
Dream BIG
Prove them wrong
sometimes, we stopped dreaming because of the only reason we listened to negative people.
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