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D Connolly Jun 2014
You'll be fine baby
And who cares what he feels
He left you,stripped of dignity
He heightened those fears
You think we'll all leave
Please stop sending those texts
To him,honey please
He clearly doesn't care
You're so brilliant when you try -
For you people will always be there
Let him go from your life
And don't let him back in
And you can sing as you do
*"You don't know what it means to win."
Namir May 2014
When you crash, You try and catch yourself.
When you burn,  You try and save yourself.
When you crumble, You try and stand back up by yourself.
But what if you cant?

Behind those walls people put up, to save others from grief.
Are you really saving yourself? Or killing yourself?
Because when those walls crumble under the weight of loneliness.
Who will be there to help you when friends words don't work anymore

You love them dearly but words begin to fade
You try and stand up but the weight is to much.
Some people need the love of another to keep their walls strong
Some peoples strength comes from the one person they call love

Are you one of them? Or do you stay strong on your own?
Only you know who you are, and what you really need.
So let yourself be free and be who you really want to be.
Let yourself do what really needs to be done.

Just be you, even if it kills... me
I know she is going to see it, and its gonna hurt her, But I need to let this out. I need to have a release that isn't considered bad.
We broke up, But I still love her. Loved her for 2 years without being with her, Loved her for the time we were together, and I still love her after this pain. Because pain wont stop me from caring. Wont stop me from letting someone be happy.
aetherx May 2014
we have our own worlds;
we are completely unanimous

we'll never leave,
now that you've drawn us by your magnetism
you are essential

coexistingly contradistinct;
has no one enlightened you?
you, I, all of us
are celestial bodies
in the vast space
and we orbit around you

pirouette and waltz on our own particular rhythms
we are on different belts, but even then,
don't you see?
parallel lines don't meet

don't ever forget,
for every time you crumble,
a new star is born;
your rebirth
embrace this because

Sun, you are a star

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