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S May 17
This will be the last time that I ever write about you.
Nylee Apr 14
I think
my time is near
this time
the end,
I do not fear
the whispers
that i hear,
I am calm,
my breathing,
it is breaking.

hey,
I still care
If you'd care
I exist no more
I am that vain
even in pain,
I'd seek more
as my mind
connects back to you.

The rain has stopped
my heart will too,
it is all part of nature,
the destiny,
we met,
but so unclear
we'd go
as destined to.

So here it is,
my last
thought,
it will be
a fragment of you.
And here it is,
it is the final goodbye,
fare well, you
.
Khoi Apr 14
Burnt out matchsticks
from the dark hours wind
theirs were a bunker
that bare
no malice nor loss
only a blotched memory
light-years apart
these days
that day
and those days.
ghost Jan 4
Eternal sleep

Questions why

Answers keep

Reasons die

Darker still

Winter's night

Emotions ****

Souls' contrite

Time suspended

Final breath

As intended

Promises death...
rhyme...
BSween Dec 2020
Then shall I sleep
With dried tears on my cheek
Cradled in memories
And set confidences.

And I shall not weep
Or strain to eat
But shall find comfort
In dreams and alliances.
Finally I reach the end
A place which is free from hate .
No more divisions in the world .
No more truths are twisted and curl .
Then I saw the god .
Saying life can't be mod .
My eyes no longer dim
Then I asked the same question from him .
How to stop the hate 's blaze
How to end this dark days .
' it's not me who divides
It's not me who'll suffice .
After so many chance I given to you.
You all don't even taken the clue .
You let the hatred win . You give your powers to sin..
I don't think anything left. No more misery no more theft .
Go and live up your life .
Cause you won't get it twice .
I'm not sorry and I can't give the way .
To end up this dark days .'
No , I can't hear this words .
No , I can't see the bloods .
What I need is the way .
To end this dark days
A day when everything was quite.
Everything was dark . And there's no one fight .

A day where everything was black and I can't see .
All was n fogged and walking alone with me .With my back pack on my back with confusions in my head .

I'm running to heaven nort digging my grave
, I can't just can runย ย away from the world of sin

.Walking , running , thinking , chasing , hiding .I lost my way .I can't listen to them cause I know what will they say

.The breath in the lies , poison that they drink

.No I can't see the sky , even the world is getting shrink .Everything was black , everything was dark

.And this is what they think ' I can't cross the way '

But I will fight , I'm not afraid of death.Just light up the light and give upย ย the hate .
God will show you way to end up this dark days.....
d Sep 2020
They say that in the final 30 seconds of your life, you see either theย ย best moments, or the entire thing flash before your eyes. I couldn't really differentiate between the two;
Thirty. One of the most memorable performances of my life, the day you caught my eye from amongst the crowd. Twenty-seven. That day my friends and I hung out at the pool and laughed so much that I nearly died. Twenty-three. When we were at your place and I cut and colored my hair, all in your bathroom sink. Fifteen. All of us, sleep deprives, but lazily singing and dancing on the pavement nonetheless because school was out. Eleven. My hands hold yours. Your lips hold mine. Six. The final sunset I'd ever witness. Three. Your eyes. Zero.
John McCafferty Jun 2020
To focus on what self importance brings
That final blink will flick to nothing
At best a whim
Too late as time has slipped
It's skin has shed
Where youth has fled
The cycle of light and dark
A heavy step leaves a beaten path
What has been learnt and can be shared
Fairer heart
Friendship bare
Cleaner air
To offer greater care
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