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Joquerencia Mar 2020
Have you ever sit and think like this whole time you’re the only one who tryna make someone happy?

And realizing that it’s time for you to stop and let the other person do that from now on?
Lemonade Jan 2020
Now I'm not even sure if I loved a coward,
or didn't love you enough.
Nina Dec 2019
Everyone leaves
And i wondered
Why wasn't i enough
Then i realised
I was too much
For them to handle
I was more than enough
Sillo Anderson Sep 2019
It's been a while
But the wind still rises
The change we all crave still wonders in plain sight
And forgiveness hasn't made effort to mend any ties
But it's been a while
And I'm alive in the keepers eye.

So on with the lies, and shaming of a life
Bringing templates with secrets and wicked eyes
Giving heed to pretenders
Who claim to have lived a mile, in sadness and demise
But it's been a while.

And without doubt I have seen what life has done to quiet minds
With ratchet love and little hope
But it's been a while
So i'll give it time.
Julie Grenness Sep 2019
A morning offering,
Prayer is my best medicine,
People do throw rocks,
Thanks instead would be a shock!
I am a Christian, I say,
As here I sit and pray,
All's well that ends well, my boy,
Prayers to God are efforts of joy!
Sunday funday blessing. Feedback welcome.
lost Aug 2019
the feeling is back yet again

the feeling of slowly losing myself,
succumbing to the darkness in the depths

watching my mind darken, taking traces of the person I built up

crashing down the doors from the subconscious to conscious,
making my eyes burn, the pain slipping out

the pain i buried away last time

i'll slip again,
but this time,

no one can know

just let me slip alone
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Cherish Jul 2019
Why is my efforts so transparent to everyone?

Yes, it doesn't seem noticeable
Yes, it doesn't seem enough

But its the small thing that matters.
Dani Just Dani Jun 2019
life is full of efforts




the effort to breathe,to walk, to think, to talk, to be.




Then you walked in.
Sillo Anderson Jun 2019
Terror preys not on innocent victims
As solitude peers not on favors
Assumptions beckons on behalf of pleasures
And life grows in its own flavors
Bolting high for hope
Time sees you and me
Fortuning what desires wish for thee
I’m happy here
In this slowness of life, with you
For birds show me appreciation
Of what life can be
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