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You wore a paper white quiet
like the spaces between      
words
And that’s when I realised
that we-
Are a misprint
unique, beautiful in a way
but never now to be.
Not the great return to form that i hoped for but getting there slowly.
 Nov 2015 Langit Mara
Lizley
It’s cold and calm I feel it right in my veins
Making its way to my heart

Slowly

Every second a ghost
It haunts my lonely soul
Scaring my strength away

Slowly

Why do I have to
To wear this blanket of blues
My skin it’s frozen and yet

Slowly

More of the ice keep enveloping me
I’m falling to the depths

Slowly

It’s so cold and it’s so calm I can’t feel my veins.
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|01.11.2015|
When depression hits you, you'll be sent in a cold, dark and miserable state.
 Nov 2015 Langit Mara
Ria
Remnant
 Nov 2015 Langit Mara
Ria
She was an abandoned city
Deserted homes, burnt bridges, empty roads—
A jar of ashes, of stories, of memories
A sanctuary for the forgotten ones
 Nov 2015 Langit Mara
princessv
In order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no longer need to feel it.
Five People you meet in Heaven
I'm trying but i hurts as bad as it did a month ago
 Nov 2015 Langit Mara
Ginelle
Take me back to summer
Where the time was simpler
And the love was greater
Where you held my hand
And held me 'till I was better

Take me back to the time where our love was still alive.
this is really stupid. i'm just super sad about my love life right now. ignore me.
 Nov 2015 Langit Mara
NARMONSEA
11:59pm.
Every minute
Has been the same as before.
Until now:
Here you are again before me;
A masterpiece. Art. Flawless clockwork.
A free spirit, benevolent and fair.

12:00am.
You’re the clock that never stops ticking,
Your hands strike my heart at midnight
Just like before, and once again,
The next day starts, and
I’ve fallen again.

How could I not marvel at the wonders in your eyes?
The cogs that work your life?
The curiosity that pours from
Every word you convey, your expression,
Your compassion?

She’s back! They warned me:
The Timeless Piece. The World-Class Thief.
The Artist that paints stolen hearts,
Paintings that draw you in,
Trap you,
Make you gaze ‘til the end of time,
And in the end for committing this crime,
I’ll regret trying to make her mine.

12:01am.
Here we say, our goodbyes again,
“Until next time, let’s talk my friend.”
She walks away, and makes the bend.
Before I knew it,
I’m chasing again.

Every minute
Has been the same as before.
Until now.
She weeps not for the shore
As distance creates a shadow
She embraces the current
Becoming the wave
And gently pushes her sea home

She chases not the sun
As the day is put to rest
She is the moonlight
That cradles the stars
Tightly to her *******

She yearns not
Her pain-streaked tears
That fall below her feet
She is the soil beneath her toes
Her pain now colors the tree

She worries not
The flowers' bloom
Or the leaves that fall like rain
She is the wind
That will kiss the ground
And sweep it all away
 Nov 2015 Langit Mara
Tristen
Its insane how much a person could mean to you in such little time. I climbed mountains to learn to love but every time I passed a certain point people loved to shove me off and I'd fall down, straight into the ground yet I met you while we were both on the ground and the feelings were so so profound, I thought I'd live on this throne, this mound of wasted emotions  but I threw away that crown and I left that kingdom cause I'd rather be a peasant and live with you in a small happy home then live in that castle alone.

I'm throwing my heart ache out the window and I sold my vices so I can learn to cope normally because finally I think I found someone to love me for me.
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