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Traveler Dec 2020
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
Traveler Tim
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
Mind now at the brink
I try to talk and explain
Reasons go unheard
Just when my weird moods from yesterday passed, it darkens again...
Sorry everyone, I'm not in the best of moods right now.
Feeling far too frustrated, so...I need fresh air.
A walk will do me some good.
Thank you everyone, for supporting me and for 196 followers.
Truly, it means alot. A shard of light in my currently dark mind.
Hugs and love, I wish everyone a good day
Be back soon
Lyn ***
Anna May 2018
Maybe right now as you read this you’re feeling alone, friends nonexistent
Maybe you feel as if no one is ever going to love you because why would they?
Maybe you don’t see how someone can like someone who sees love as something so distant
Maybe all you’re trying to do is escape the society that is hunting you like their pray.

Maybe everyone around is growing up starting families and getting jobs
Maybe everyone is getting success while all you get is failure
and maybe all you can think is ‘what am I doing wrong’ when is it going to be?
Am I not allowed to be happy, am I not good enough as just me?

I won’t tell you that it’s going to be alright
People tell me that all the time, but they can’t promise me and I can’t promise you either
but I promise you that you are never alone and sometimes that can feel like a breather.
Ara Apr 2017
Her heart beat at each crossroad
and her breathing demanded her not to slow
so she dosed herself with the signs and senses
and let the blood flow to deep crevices

Decisions, not an answer she could steal
From Everything, her gift was not to feel
But empty, oh empty brought pain
It was narcotic, keeping so many sane

Everything, Compelling Everything;
thought you had a way for me
Right under your nose, I fill my senses to the brink;
making me feel just so beautifully

Everything, Oh Everything,
how could you possibly see?
I love the way you keep on laughing
at us for breathing our own fatality
I want to improve this, but I would like feedback before I do so . . .

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