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everyone is out there searching for their other half.
God made us whole.
everyone needs to search for their soul mate.
our soul is born small and grows with us.
when you find your soulmate you know.
you just know.
you feel a sense of completion.
your soul stops growing as its own.
you are now a part of someone and they are a part of you.
its not your other half, although it might feel like it.
its your soulmate.
your completed soul.
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The purity of sadness, the cold silence.
Dead unloving eyes that lost faith.

I’ve faded.
You’ve waited.
I’m wasted.
You’ve left.

I found happiness in solitude
and you found another.
 Oct 2015 Ariel Baptista
A Lopez
I've realized over the year's
I've drank enough liquor
To match all of my tears.
 Oct 2015 Ariel Baptista
BellaK
I spend my every 11:11
Wishing
That I will see your smile
And hear your laugh
But here I am
Thou knowest nothing
Until thou art ready
To dieth for love;

Until then
Thou knoweth not
What love is.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
nietzsche once said: **** knows where this thought came from!

me? **** knows where i stored this vocabulary and how it retracts into usage!

most of the time i’m walking airy headed among things that are simply nouns, the less i interact with them the lessened chance of an adjective or adverb.
 Oct 2015 Ariel Baptista
Sona
You ever get the feeling that someone is watching from far behind you? You ever feel like someone is watching your every move?
Like someone is standing by, waiting patiently for you to make a mistake?

Well, unfortunately, someone is actually watching, just not closely watching, so relax you don't have a stalker, unless you take someone or something that observes you carefully without saying a word or taking their eyes off you,  as a stalker then, yes dear I believe you have a 'stalker'. That 'stalker', however, is a different kind. This kind looks down upon you, because of the clothes you wear, the things you do, as well as how you act.
This "stalker's" name is: society, but remember if you want society off your case, then get off society's case
I'm walking in darkness
All alone
Remains of the dead beneath my feet
The living has long gone
Black clouds thunder up high
Stars appear to fade
The fire is falling from the sky
Cold wind blows across my face

The leaves are falling from the trees
Circling around me
I hear them say
"look we are finally free"
Ready to go our own way
I envy them
Wish i could take their place
And fly away with the wind
In search of a forgotten face

The night is becoming cold
A strange silence is all around
I can hear my heart beat
Loneliness is all i have found
The winds are becoming stronger
And smell of defeat is in the air
It feels like they'll blow forever
Until I am here

I see cursed souls surround me
Haunted by their dreams
All day they just hide around me
Come about at nights to scream
I have walked for many days now
Every new day marks beginning of me
It may seem
For every night i get old and die
To walk in my broken dreams


*I have already surrendered
To the cursed dark of slumber
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