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Existence and the realm of everything we hold as true Our reality simple perception Love is the only thing in existence for me and you Search through your own reality your own purpose your own path No one can tell you who you are Or who you are supposed to be You where born unique You are legitimately free You can't stop a human from feeling Emotions are the most beautiful things Pain slithers through our souls Making path for what is best and yet to come Showing with no fear Sentimental giving Never expecting to recieve It is the beauty of believing And when two people hurt each other Love vanishes leaving only ashes of what could've been But sometimes sparks don't last forever And scars so perpetual by nature ... Never leave they stay forever Until they become part of your escence Until you can finaly learn to embrace them The pain becomes your ally While something good awaits to bloom Tears are full of blessings Timing can be a ***** But good is always triumph No matter how long a pain may last It is the course of live and living It is LOVE
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Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC
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Existence and the realm of everything we hold as true Our reality simple perception Love is the only thing in existence for me and you Search through your own reality your own purpose your own path No one can tell you who you are Or who you are supposed to be You where born unique You are legitimately free You can't stop a human from feeling Emotions are the most beautiful things Pain slithers through our souls Making path for what is best and yet to come Showing with no fear Sentimental giving Never expecting to recieve It is the beauty of believing And when two people hurt each other Love vanishes leaving only ashes of what could've been But sometimes sparks don't last forever And scars so perpetual by nature ... Never leave they stay forever Until they become part of your escence Until you can finaly learn to embrace them The pain becomes your ally While something good awaits to bloom Tears are full of blessings Timing can be a ***** But good is always triumph No matter how long a pain may last It is the course of live and living It is LOVE
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Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC
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