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Juls 12h
the world w∆s so much d∆rker for me
h∆ven't h∆d ∆ shed of light for such ∆ long time
never h∆d the ∆ppetite to even take ∆ bite out of the food i loved
the world w∆s so much d∆rker, until you

you g∆ve my life colors i thought i would never see ∆g∆in
you g∆ve me∆ning into every morning i woke up from
ever since you ∆rrived, everything i wrote ∆bout w∆s ∆bout you
∆nd i'm thankful for ∆ll the d∆ys i'd get to spend with you
even if it's ∆ll fleeting
even if it's just for ∆ while

to me, now, everything is ∆bout you.
∆ππ√
  4d Juls
Liana
I want a kind person to see me struggling
Not by me showing them
But by simply observing
And care
And ask if they can help
Sometimes they can
And sometimes they can't
But that itself
Is enough for my heart
Juls 5d
maintain your innocence for as long as you possibly can

the world is a horrible place
//\//
Juls 5d
the yearning of this mortal boy
was once quenched by
an amazing naiad

my parched heart
quelled by her presence alone
bewildered by her beauty

and then she smiled
there's so much left for her in this world
i wish her well

The subject of this poet's \°v×
  5d Juls
BipolarBear
'Perfect in countless ways' this shared thought lingers.
But they cannot create pretty, pleasant pictures.
For those 'perfect' puzzle pieces misalign - beware...
Knitting a painfully incompatible pair.
Juls Nov 3
the ebony sky looks lovely tonight.
the moonlight brings radiance to your somber expression.
turning your deep frown into a delightful smile.
"you look enchanting" i exhaled.
your pale complexion glowed into a rubescent glee.
my heart rose to my throat upon seeing your lovely smile.
gazing above the starry night, your eyes and heart stricken with awe.
but my eyes were glued to you, an amazing being, covered with the alluring embrace of the cosmos.
Juls Nov 3
end
it's somehow poetic.
how the world burns with passion
amidst the ******* that everyone does.
streaks of gold of all the fuckery people consume through their everyday lives.

some find good in bad people, an altruistic ruse of a *******.
some find bad in good people, creating jealousy of lowlife *******.
the world's turning to ****.

the world will burn, with ashes as soft as the gentle falling snow.
the stars will crash down upon our God forsaken earth.
say your prayers before going to hell, you selfish *******.

worship the flame for the end of days.
incarcerate yourself, shackle your soul to the embers of doomsday.
say your goodbyes to the people you hold dear.
you will soon be one with the stars.
an everlasting being.
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