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Jul 2014
As I watched the light travel through my walls,
I intently think of you tonight.
For, not once did I expect you to come,
And show me how happy life is.
My love, there are so many wonders out there whom you could be with
But you chose me, me the wonderful imperfection.
Grateful to see you happy
Even if the skies are gray or,
Even if its a sunny windy day.
I tell myself, maybe life is really full of mystical creatures and beautiful nightmares
We are the ones who have the choice
On how we see the life give and path laid for us.
Some love the pain,
Some hate it.
Some love the tears,
Some curse it.
Some push the attention away;
And some crave for it.
We decided what we do with the weapons handed to us.
We either use it for combat or surrender it.
The universe whispered, my dear child:
"You will not see your finish line unless you try to go near it.
You will not have your light, unless you light the torch."
I have this burning passion to love you,
My darling, I know that one day
You're going to see your way through the tears and the pain.
Let me love you
Let me love you..
Let me--Please.
I am such a dramatic poet.har har
Mademoiselle Travailleur
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