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shilela May 2014
Sweet love
The world is bigger than you know
Life is bigger than you will ever know
You are more beautiful than you know
Sweet love, you fail to see how truly important you are
How you tread lightly and innocently on this planet
How you were sculpted with the best intentions
Be fearless
Face the world with a brave heart
For the people feeling worthless
shilela May 2014
I crave you, adore you and desperately need you
I love you more than you'd ever love me

Words are not enough
Words will never be enough
Because you make me feel real
Real enough to be truly loved
And wanted

You're as beautiful as beautiful can be
The epitome of perfection

Can I have you?
Will you be mine
shilela May 2014
You are always be the first to pick the flowers when they blossom
The one who sees the light in all dark corners of the world

One who sees broken souls as potential unobscured entities
But cracks can always be seen even after a broken being is stitched together

An infinite caisson of emotions
Caged emotions
Unable to roam free as the ones others possess

Old soul
Ripened far too early

I know you more than you believe
Maybe not comprehend
But know

You're beautiful
Not just appearance
You're truly beautiful
A soul as pure as yours is not capable of hurting and selfishly treading into and out a vulnerable persons life

Truthfully, I don't know how you do it
Helping and guiding as if you yourself have no demons to fight

But be careful
Spend too much time on broken people and you will begin to break too

You're admirable
Amicable
A person of wonder
A never-ending aurora
shilela May 2014
A sanguine disposition is what your outlook has become
But there's something enslaving about pain
You can never truly rid yourself of it
You miss it
As if you'd miss a lost lover
You crave it
As you'd crave the beauty of making love to a man who solely belongs to you
Although happiness kisses your brokenness in an attempt to heal it
You go back to what you know as home
You return to your affliction
There's something about leaving a place which has become all that you know
Nearly impossible to escape the alluring presence of despondency

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