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Aimée Feb 2020
If only I could live a hundred life times
To learn ten thousand stories
From the mouths of those survivors
Who lived them on their journeys

And spend a million moments
Unraveling every mystery
From the mundane to the magical
Till I can recite all their histories

Let me spend my waking days
Discovering all the greatest wonders
Hidden in edenic cravasses
And where worlds are torn asunder

But what an incredible waste
To know these mysteries and wonders
If they never make it to the page
Leaving my heart and mind encumbered

With the wisdom of infinity
Without the youthful promise of eternity.
Of all of the amazing things in this world people take the cake. This is because people always have to most incredible stories and once you know a person's story you can never truly hate them.
Aimée Feb 2020
Icy fire covers the ground
As the light fades away
The wind holds it's breath
On top of a high cliff place

The horizon, a smear
Of red, orange, and yellow
Black shades divide the sky
Night trees and a dark fellow

Crunching breaks the silence
The sound follow the shape
A small, round stone
Shadow kneels next to grave

The heavenly fire burns down
Leaves the broken man
And his forget me nots
Clenched tight in banded hand
Death is always hard to accept and move past but it show me what really matters
Aimée Feb 2020
Today I drew a hummingbird

And out of the corner of my eye
I thought I saw its little wings flutter

I finished his feet that gripped the branch
And could have sworn them clench it

I sketched the light reflecting in his eye
And could have sworn I saw his soul

So I will draw and draw and draw
And one day when I turn away
He'll flap his wings
And fly right off the page
Some art looks so real. I swear I must be and if I wait long enough the portrait will blink or the trees will sway in the brewing storm and I will see something amazing
Aimée Feb 2020
A circle ring
Of woven string
Made for catching
All dark dreams

To give me sleep
Long and deep
And never weep
For tired sheep

But where's the catcher
My thoughts to gather
The ones that matters
That make a mind shatter

So I can ponder
Without the wonder
If I'll be stuck under
The ominous thunder
I like to think of who I might be, who I could be if my mind was more free.
Aimée Feb 2020
I think I've forgotten
To love what I do


Even if nobody
Loves me for doing it
Worse part and best part of getting older is perspective
Aimée Feb 2020
I dated the bad boy,

And I loved the saint.

One ruined my kindness,

The other ruined with kindness.

Now I can't tell the difference,

Between the hero and the villain.
Aimée Feb 2020
How can I forget so many wonderful moments

And remember perfectly the pain you caused me
Happiness is fleeting but pain knows how to linger longer than anyone wants. It may make you smarter but it also makes life harder.
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