#extent - Hello Poetry

The mirror we thought was our reflection, now cracked and distorted. For were we really looking deep enough, or were we just hoping that what we saw was a true reflection of love. Not a fun house mirror of regret. Not showing the true extent of what we saw. But a reflection of what we wanted. Truth is never that kind...

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Apr 10, 2020

Apr 10, 2020 at 6:43 PM UTC

poetic-t

Damaged Reflection

The mirror we thought was our reflection, now cracked and distorted. For were we really looking deep enough, or were we just hoping that what we saw was a true reflection of love. Not a fun house mirror of regret. Not showing the true extent of what we saw. But a reflection of what we wanted. Truth is never that kind...

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The answer is quite simple really: You can only love others to the extent of how much you love yourself. A little tip: Love yourself first, then go and love others wildly!

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Jul 1, 2019

Jul 1, 2019 at 12:46 AM UTC

bkpoetry

How Much Can You Actually Love?

The answer is quite simple really: You can only love others to the extent of how much you love yourself. A little tip: Love yourself first, then go and love others wildly!

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By Arcassin Burnham Faced with a rude awakening, a man-made prophecy With low life exceptancies, get you a teacher, Provoking truth like the boy that cried wolf and a sky full of vultures And ground full of sheeple, Not the beginning nor is it a sequel, The cultures To disarray good hearted people, Lines are still crossed, leaders think it's special, Praying only to Him to bring down the vessel, Hope you got your survival shoes on, What you need a **** shoulder now? To cry on when your time is running out, Father time from this dimension wouldn't even be proud.

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Nov 26, 2017

Nov 26, 2017 at 12:17 PM UTC

arcassin-burnham

The Unknown Flame #3

By Arcassin Burnham Faced with a rude awakening, a man-made prophecy With low life exceptancies, get you a teacher, Provoking truth like the boy that cried wolf and a sky full of vultures And ground full of sheeple, Not the beginning nor is it a sequel, The cultures To disarray good hearted people, Lines are still crossed, leaders think it's special, Praying only to Him to bring down the vessel, Hope you got your survival shoes on, What you need a **** shoulder now? To cry on when your time is running out, Father time from this dimension wouldn't even be proud.

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By Arcassin Burnham How did it feel when you took her and made her Understand that you were the one who cared and Showed her more compassion? How did it feel when you've noticed all her Imperfections letting her go off into the sunset in A paper town? How did it feel? Oh! How did it feel? Watching over her like the hawk, making sure she'd text back, Back...... How did it feel when you told her all of those things Before she ran off and never came back? How did it feel when you looked for clues and letter boxes Going on a journey just to see if she'd turn up, How did it feel? Oh! How did it feel? Watching over her like the hawk, making sure she'd text back.... One day, one day.

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Aug 31, 2016

Aug 31, 2016 at 11:05 AM UTC

arcassin-burnham

When Quentin Kissed Margo

By Arcassin Burnham How did it feel when you took her and made her Understand that you were the one who cared and Showed her more compassion? How did it feel when you've noticed all her Imperfections letting her go off into the sunset in A paper town? How did it feel? Oh! How did it feel? Watching over her like the hawk, making sure she'd text back, Back...... How did it feel when you told her all of those things Before she ran off and never came back? How did it feel when you looked for clues and letter boxes Going on a journey just to see if she'd turn up, How did it feel? Oh! How did it feel? Watching over her like the hawk, making sure she'd text back.... One day, one day.

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How intensely I love you, You wouldn't ever know, But you know it is true... How truly I love you, You'll always know it, Just till we meet at all.. How actually I love you, You can only then know, When we will really meet.

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Mar 22, 2014

Mar 22, 2014 at 1:20 AM UTC

Atul

It Is Love

How intensely I love you, You wouldn't ever know, But you know it is true... How truly I love you, You'll always know it, Just till we meet at all.. How actually I love you, You can only then know, When we will really meet.

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