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  Nov 2018 Semicolon
You lead me on this road
And what lies ahead
I really don't know
Hope can be a beautiful thing
Like a lamp post flickering in the night
But still you have painted my eyes
With the view of the most colorful sunrise
And you let me breathe with lilac scented dreams
  Nov 2018 Semicolon
You parted your lips
And you uttered the words
They sounded so sweet
I can almost taste them in my mouth
Then with certainty
I replied with butterflies from my tongue
As you plant a garden in my lungs.
  Nov 2018 Semicolon
Even when you're broken
I will still embrace your sharp edges
And with my scarred body
I will love your pieces
  Nov 2018 Semicolon
Isn't it ironic,
That people who hang themselves
Struggle to breathe
When their feet no longer touches the ground
They're struggling to breathe,
To live,
When their intention,
Is just the opposite.
Fact: Everyday on an average, 121 people commit suicide.
  Nov 2018 Semicolon
I hear all of this
In my head

Am I going insane?
  Nov 2018 Semicolon
Some say that
People who read books
Live in a fantasy
And know nothing of the real world

But books have taught me
More than anyone ever could
They've taught me
The difference between good and evil

They've taught me
What is real and what is fake
They taught me
How to escape this world

They've taught me
That all humans aren't alike
And everybody is beautiful
In their own way.

Books have taught me
More than anyone ever could.
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