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 Sep 2017 Elysia
Unknown
Unknown.
 Sep 2017 Elysia
Unknown
You think you know
Thoughts come and go
But what's really known?
Nothing's been shown...

Days go by
And so do lies
You know things die
So why hide?..

Life's a journey
So stop your worry
Don't be in a furry
Until your love is buried...

Love's a phase
That sends you into a daze
Trapped in a maze
For days and days...

But in the end
Your ultimate fate
Is hand in hand
With those you hate...
First poem... Inspired by a friend. Sorry if it stinks.
Fate will make our paths cross
But is it what I want? My future is someone else's, and soon it will be yours.

People say we are for each other, but is it truly so? A companionable silence will follow but nothing will grow. They say time will bring us love
I think not. Acceptance will grow but not of love

Love eludes me in this destiny, this cage I'm trapped in
My choices are yours, your choices are others
We are what they define us to be.
Love for us - It's nothing but an illusion
The only love we will ever have is to forever be
In love
With the idea of love.
 Sep 2017 Elysia
George Arkley
They ask me what I see,
What I see when I'm dreaming,
What I see when I'm listening,
What I see when I'm writing,
But I don't see; I understand,

I understand how minds work,
I understand how hearts work,
I understand how my world works,
But I don't understand them.

Why can't people accept it?
Why do they need to know why?
Why do they want to know?
But they don't want to know why; they want to know what.

If I see their futures,
If I see the dead,
If I see words before me,
But I don't see; I understand.

So when they ask, what do I see in you?
I don't reply. I smile,
Because when I dream,
And I listen,
And I write,
You know what I see?
What I've always seen:
You.
 Sep 2017 Elysia
Mystic904
Thinks the man made of clay,
The world is a forever's stay
When everything he worked for, is slayed
That's when realise whispers the deaths play
Nothing can he do to click the replay
Still can he repent while he's got the stay
Fear of death has far been vanished,
Without wondering in his bed he's going to lay
Nightmares! Only things that wake him up
Nightmares that he can't delay

— The End —