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 May 5 McKenna
Lance Remir
I called you my soulmate
Not because of your beautiful smiles
Not because of the heat from your heart
Not because of your lively laughter
Not because of your flowery scent
Not because of your sweetest kisses
A soul doesn't need any senses
To know when it is in love
A lonely heart,
in a lonely world,
is always in search of
an oasis of love.
 May 4 McKenna
chang
it's an awfully bright afternoon
to be this sad.
if i try to take the smallest of breaths,
maybe the  world would forget about me - again.
if i tried a bit harder,
maybe i'll forget too.
Every day feels like I'm drowning in my thoughts.
I cannot run from it.
Nightmare becomes a scream, but rain is not an option.

I tried to become a star
It shines, but it is filled with lies.
Every clap sounds like a clown.
Cry me a river, I swear I'd drown myself.
And I wished I hadn't taught her to close off
Because now when I most needed to know what she felt
Her face was an empty canvas her eyes hollow
A hardened soldier
Do you understand me I ask
She nods
That's all
Not a flicker of emotion crossed her face
My heart never sank so fast
Happiness.
Is just a
Delerium.
I feel as it washes over me.
When I'm too high on.
Magic mushrooms.
Or acid.
I woke up in right now.
When I was really back there.
Apprehensive and afraid.
My cold sweat.
Chilling

Sleeping past the morning
Nervous that nothing will pan out.
As it does in my head.

But I don't think it happened before

Back when my mantra was
Never did nothin.
Never was gonna be anything magnificent.
Never tried enough to be great.
Not even mediocre.

All I ever got
Was a failed
Life.
I am going to hide within myself,                                                          ­          
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seem­s I can't trust anyone else                                                             ­               
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  Betrayed by those closest to me,                                                            
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why is this even happening?                                                       ­                             
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  I'm no longer able to afford trust,                                                           ­     
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when do I say enough is enough!                                                          ­                                              
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  Life shouldn't be this hard,                                                            ­                        
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it's time I chest all my cards                                                            ­                      
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I guess what they say is true,                                                            ­                      
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  the only true best friend is you
Oh, the oldest sibling.
Be it your brother.
Be it your sister.
Somewhere in your life you'll be reminded of your parents.
Whether it was your mother.
Or simply your father.

When they speak.
Instantly by the things they say.
You know, who they got them from?

When they tries to be disciplinaries of the rules.
This is when they truly begins to bug you.
That they mostly must put up a defense for a fight.
Or hear they not mom or dad.
And they better lay out with the hands.

Oh, the oldest sibling.
They had a task of responsibilities to hold up.
All young ones know they was the symbol of being the role model.

Used to point out to the young ones.
Wasn't offer to much room to get into trouble.
But when you older.
You soon becomes to love them.

Yes, the oldest.
Who reminds you of so many others?
Who many of times was more responsible?
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