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Because of my past
Is why I am this way

Because of my past
I expect these things

Because of my past
These are the things i know

Because of my past
This is who i am

Really

Why does one only dwell on the hard times and forget the good
Why does one not focus on being proactive instead of reactive

The past is the past
If you dwell on the past
You will never change

Change your sights and
Come to Terms
I love how people express themselves on HP

I agree with the happy on HP
I have empathy for the hurting on HP
I have understanding for the loving on HP
I enjoy reading the complicated on HP
I think about the dysfunctional on HP
I like reading about religion on HP
I get caught up in the short novels on HP
I like chatting with the new on HP

A place to express any thought
any desire, any hurt
without being judged

Only on HP
As I lay in bed
All I can hear is
Every breath I take
Every click of the clock
Every time my heart beats

Realizing
Every single thought is about you

As I sleep, as I dream
it is always about  you

As I wake as i feel
Every waking moment
is all about you

OH
how much i love you
~~<♡>~~

sittin' in the moonlight
missin' my man
countin' the months
as they wax and wan
knowin' that I'd give him

all that I am

lookin' at life
like a grain of sand
burnin' like a flame
in a roarin' fan
knowin' that I'd give him

all that I am

achin' like a single
voice in a band
playin' alone
on a baby grand
as only a woman can

and I'd give him

all that I am



soulsurvivor
3-24-2015
Listen to Passenger
"Let Her Go"
YouTube
The music is almost
the same
So it's us against ourselves.
The mind is the adversary.
And what is that?
A mere dream within a dream.
What does forever mean?
Some hazy lines...
A blur of self,
A little talk,
Between you and me?

A heart lost in translation is in me, while forever is to be free of wonder.
Humans hungry for home and hopeful for hunger.
Life is one long plunder
For the lost ones of
Silent thunder.


Are these lost ones so lost?
Or will these sons of thunder
Flash like lightning?
How far do you have to go
Before no one understands at all?

As far as the fog found clouding the light that sits quiet in the souls of the stormborn.
The light that breaks the beaten barriers of sound and gives life to the lifeless.


That distant light called Hope by some;
A hope that may only protract disharmony.
A skillful prolongation
To the battered.
It is said that hurt is proof of love,
But what's left to prove
When the uncalmed storm
Engulfs us?

*By light I live, but by love I die.
Pray to every god that we are left in the eye.
The only proof we need is meaning, something bold to live by.
But we crave happiness, and there can only be one,
So what could anyone do but try and cry?
First of many, I'll have Joseph title it since I don't feel like I have a place in doing so...

My words are italicized
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