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Marga 2d
we'll get through these together
we'll make it through the bad weather;

we know everyday is a new day,
as long as we're here and we'll still stay.

some days are really rainy,
but with you, i feel less lonely;

one day, hand in hand we'll see the sunshine,
and as one sooner we'll feel just fine.
Jay M Mar 2019
"How are you?"

"Are you okay?"

They constantly question.

"I'm fine"

"I'm just tired..."

T     errible
I   nvisible
R  epulsive
E ntangling
D  owncast

F ailure
I diotic
N  aïve
E   rror

Why lie?
Because if I didn't,
All would crumble,
Crashing down upon me,
And all surrounding.

- Jay M
March 20,th 2019
And I’m not gonna lie, say I’ve been alright
Cos it feels like I’ve been living upside down
What can I say?
I’m surviving
Crawling out these sheets to see another day
What can I say?
I’m surviving
And I’m gonna be fine, I’m gonna be fine, I think I’ll be fine...
Ruheen Sep 13
Why
Does living need to hurt?
I thought God was kind.
Were they all lies?
We might just be blind.

Oh wait,
I don't even believe
In him; it isn't real.

If it was, we would all
Be fine.

I pray.
I pray. Just don't know what I'm praying to. I don't think it's God.
For you everything is stationary, everything is fine
You are beyond space and time, space and time
To run the Wheel of Time, He has to be Satanic, Satanic, Satanic
To **** life He makes His forces manic, manic, manic
I hope to see you again as love never dies
We are ordinary people, don't be divine
To live in flesh and blood is no crime, crime, crime
So ride the Moving Wheel again like an appropriate train
And be a link for me in the Chain of Agency
I shed my despodency, I shed my despodency
I respect your decency, I respect your decency
I hope to see you again
You have flown so high, so high
You are beyond space and time, space and time
For you everything is stationary, everything is fine
MEANING OF LIFE

What is the meaning of life is a question prime
The answer to it is anybody's guess
Life is beautiful to the fit and fine
Who have plenty to dance and dine
For the poor, sick and suffering
It is a punishment well defined
They find nothing to frolic and rhyme
Isabella Aug 17
Why can’t I seize the day
Tomorrow feels so far
I know I’ll blink it away
Then one more will start
Each one is quite a headache
Like they always are
Oh why can’t I just be okay?
It shouldn't be this hard...
so many people have it far worse than i do, so why can’t i just be okay?
Lane O Aug 9
white jasmine petals
like the finest silk so pure
nature's sweet perfume
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