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Lonely hearts beat the loudest;
They yearn to be heard
They mean to be seen

Lonely nights feel the coldest;
The bed as winter’s head
Conscience as winter's ice

Lonely days seem the longest;
All plans like barren lands
All desires like burning fires

Lonely thoughts are the darkest;
No visions, only excisions
No destiny, only entropy
When leaves fall like people do
Does it feel like flying too

When the snow lays bright as day
Will the warmth come to stay

When all the trees bare their fruit
Will we be as absolute

When the heat completes the cycle
Does it mean love's revival?
Lonely men chase butterflies
They run and run
Cry and cry

Lost boys chase dragonflies
From here to there
Try and try

Honest men seek a rose
They pick and place
Wilt and waste

Smart boys leave her where she grows
To stay and wait
He appreciates
It’s all Relative

The animals
The plants
The people
Life.. in its entirety
Everything that ever is or was
Is relative  to your perspective
                   to your experiences
                   to your actions
                       your thoughts
                       your point of view

No two people will ever see eye to eye
Because one body cannot occupy the same space
As another at the same instance

We may be able to replicate one’s perspective
And empathize to the point of agreeance and compromise
But unless you can turn back time
To relive someone else’s life
You can never see eye to eye

We can share experience
Whether it be through lessons
Or simply experienced simultaneously

Observed at this instance and scale
We can agree that this is eye to eye
But when compiled with all other experiences
The interpretations change

Prerequisite knowledge needed
To process said experience will always be
Different, either through differing lessons
Or different perceptions

Even these small discrepancies, overtime,
Create major contrast between two perspectives


When we study masses of population
We see patterns in beliefs and opinions
This is a simple byproduct of the aforementioned
--Sharing of experiences--

Many of the conflicts that arise in society
Can boil down to the simple system
Of good and evil


When you allow two options posed
On a mass of people, inevitably
A portion will choose option A
A portion will choose option B,
And a portion will remain undecided

Each option posed is both good and evil
But the portion that chooses their respective option
Believe it to be good and the opposition to be evil

This decision is directly relative
To the perspective of the individual
The conclusion of good vs evil
Can be shared, though the reasoning
That led to said conclusion will have differences

The experiences that offer similar conclusion
May and often are similar and even sometimes
Appear to be identical

Most behavior, when directed toward
Another form of life, can be labeled
Good or evil

When boiled down to the
Black and white..
It will either be
One or the other
I saw her in my dreams
Out of reach it seems

Her skin like a desert sea
Imperfect bumps and odd curves thrown together flawlessly

Her eyes like vast ocean
Secrets kept deep, passion flowing in stubborn motion

Her heart like lonesome forest
Peace among trees, birds singing joy in breeze or nest

Her voice like calm streams
Soft to the touch, gentle harmony musing hopes and dreams

In my dreams she roams free
Maybe one day she'll find me
love is what most want
surely
than why do people fight?
they could just love
love how the trees move in the wind
love how the animals love nature
but instead

we are caught up
in a spiderweb
of lies
people acting different around others
to impress

but if we just
take the time to love
everything would be different
but without love
the world would turn to...

*what it is now.
I keep safe, not to gaze upon your pictures past
Yet I stare at your memory whenever my eyes shut tight

I keep safe, all to keep you from my thoughts during day
Yet you live throughout my dreams by night
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