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leave me once and you’ll break my heart,
leave me twice and my heart won’t even notice you are gone;
you’ve already forced me to learn how to live without you.
Running to u, perhaps
results in
A heartbreak;
a tear
or
a sigh.
Galloping across pulses
Perchance, is a chase
of the wind.
Even so,
I'll run to u.
Based on ben e king's stand by me. Dedicated to all those who still hope for love and meaningful friendships one day. May you find the person you can always run to.
Seán Mac Falls May 2021
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To serve some Sake
Soft light bathing the mountains
Eyes gleam as we pour
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From Wikipedia:
In Japan, where it is the national beverage, sake is often served with special ceremony, where it is gently warmed in a small earthenware or porcelain bottle and sipped from a small porcelain cup called a sakazuki.
Sake is often consumed as part of Shinto purification rituals. Sake is served to gods as offerings.
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Seán Mac Falls Apr 2021
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Sake with old friends
Leaves spring forth from hazel tree
Sharing ancient boughs
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From Wikipedia:
In Japan, where it is the national beverage, sake is often served with special ceremony, where it is gently warmed in a small earthenware or porcelain bottle and sipped from a small porcelain cup called a sakazuki.
Sake is often consumed as part of Shinto purification rituals. Sake is served to gods as offerings.
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CrackedMoonboy Apr 2021
One of the most wonderful
things in life is stars

The seem so far
people see the beauty

And they aren’t wrong
but underneath the light

There’s hurt but they are so bright
you can’t even see

Though they are strong they learn
to work, work on them self

So then they are stronger
and they live longer
I am working on myself so I can get out of he and see my friends and family
Kirsty Taylor Apr 2021
People say you are either friends for a reason or for a season,
But isn’t a season a reason?

Some of the losses rip you apart,
Some just slip out from between your fingers,
Some don’t leave,
They are just thousands of miles away

You put pen to paper,
And eagerly await a reply
You call from time to time
And you save all you earn to go back and be with them again.

The thing about friendships like that they are worth waiting for.

Your reason becomes a season,
The season is summer.
stillhuman Apr 2021
Your scarf still smelled like you
So I wrapped it around my neck
for the rest of the night
and let myself imagine it was you
Longing has been my best friend for years
Lvila Apr 2021
You never tell me I'm the best
So I assume I'm the worst
Never tell me you love me
So I assume my life is loveless
You don't ask to hang out
So I assume I am uninteresting
These are the sad truths of myself
The sad truths of many
Our importance measured by our interactions with others
Our self-worth weighing so heavily upon the words spoken to us
Whether it be an abundance of hate
A lack of love
Or nothing at all
You give me nothing and my mind turns it into everything.
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