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death is at your doorstep

by ghenwa

Do you remember summer? When one day you said you could be happy? Are you happy with yourself right now? Broken hearts and faded hopes Do you think you got somewhere killing everything? That ever loved you Killing the love you had for others Do you think you saved yourself? Raising your walls so high With roses and thorns protecting you Every flower you had Is every flower you gave away You created your own grave The one no flowers will be on The forgotten one at the end of the cemetery You wanted to be immortal You forgot to be what made you immortal So cry from where you are Because forgetting will be your blessing And being forgotten will be your curse You’re scared of two things; Death and forgetting You’ll die You’ll forget You’ll be forgotten No one is immortal Everyone fades somewhere Into the darkness Pick yourself up And forgive yourself
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ghenwa
25 / F / Lebanese
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Written by
ghenwa
25 / F / Lebanese
Published
Jan 11, 2014
Time
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