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I'm done I don't need anymore reasons.
I'm sick of this feeling I need some of your pleasing.
I think I'll wright a note, or just come out and stop teasing.
I want to be with you.
And I could give you what you need too.
for years I have been silent
my true thoughts hidden from everyone

I can't take it anymore
I need someone who will listen
i may not be strong
but every ounce of strength i have
i will use to hold you
as tightly as i can.

i may not be tall,
but i will take you higher than you have ever been
where there is no color, race, fear, or pain
and all is filled with beauty, love, and hope.

i may not have money,
but i am rich in love, and happiness, and soul
and i will share everything i have with you
each second i am by your side.

i may not have been whole,
but that was only because
i did not have my souls twin to complete me,
i had not yet found myself in you.
This is the fleeing breath that we will remember forever. Our final days that tasted so bittersweet as they flooded from our lips like our laughter that filled a  small house on late nights. Right now we are young and we are full of promise. Full of all existence and every being: all connected. Brimming with the life we were gifted and the individuality that shaped our lives into adventures worth living. Tomorrow we will still be seventeen and we will still have our part time jobs, exes to cry over, and classes to wake up for. But tomorrow is also infinite, and we will continue to persevere in committing our respective existences to the preservation of hope. Of what we have in our hearts that burns like our bonfires, like when our eyes first met, like when we ripped off our clothes and jumped into black water. These may be the best days of our lives, but I weep for the souls that endure their days in that state of mind. Each second of your actuality is an opportunity to shape tomorrow, today, RIGHT NOW as the summit of your life. This is beyond  a call to action. This is a call upon your passion. An appeal to all that you embody and every imminent prospect you contain. In this moment there is no matter more considerable than you, because we are pushing on the same path in peace for peace.
first I got angry
then I grew sad
after being mad
for so long
I remembered our song
for so long
it felt wrong
I remembered
the good times
with you by my side
then I heard our song
for so long
I wept
I raged
I carried on
I preyed
stalking the emptiness
with peace on my back
walking backwards
upon a one way track
first I was lonely
then I was alone
after being with me
I finally found home

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