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Aren't we lovely?
Living on a land of life...



yet we're still living evilly.
Killing the land we live on that sacrifices itself for ours.



Aren't we lovely?
Living together as one...

yet we still separate each other into categories of race, religion and sexuality.


Aren't we lovely?
Living as rich and poor...

shouldn't we be equal?


Aren't we lovely?
Living happily day-to-day...


though those smiles are fake
and beautiful laughs are
forced.


Aren't we lovely?
Being educated together in large institutions...


yet we still treat one another according to a social hierarchy

that doesn't exist.



But I guess we're just humans,
living lovely, day-to-day lives

that probably aren't that lovely.
Wicked eyes
Pretty lies
Strong fists

What everyone expects...
with a twist.
Dare to be different. Dare to be unique. Dare to be YOU.
slowly they walked,
with flushed-red cheeks

perfection in simplicity,
her hand in his.
"I guess I'm overwhelmed by you"
is all I can say.
I'm barely ever speechless
but you take my words away.

I'm hardly ever silent,
but for you I'll be quiet.
Just listen to your sweet voice
going on and on.

I take my time to look at you,
to take everything in.
So that, when we part,
I can see you again.

For my memories of you
linger within,
bringing a smile to my face.

And when you catch me out
I won't look away.
I'll just smile and watch you
again.
Dear no one,

I don't know why I talk to you
every day.
It's not like you have the abilty
to answer me,
but I feel I must tell someone
when I'm happy or sad
or even in between.

You're someone I can trust to
keep a secret,
and be quiet when I need you to.
Thank you for that,

but you're still just a book labeled
"Diary".
Your eyes.
An abyss of deep brown.
An abyss that promises diamonds.
An abyss so distracting and distructive.
An abyss that never fails to hypnotize me.
An abyss.
An abyss...
Think about it...

Nothing is sweeter than two poets writing about each other.

Nothing is happier than two musicians playing for each other.

Nothing is more amazing than two singers singing to each other.

Nothing is more beautiful than two artists painting for each other.

Although, the best is still two humans living for each other.
You make my brain do crazy things.
You make my heart do crazy things.

I look  at you and just can't look away...
until you catch me and I don't know what to do.

It's difficult for me to control what I feel,
but I know I must be quite fond of you to feel this way.
I barely even know
you.

We've only ever shared
one word.

I don't know what
it is about you
that interests
me,

but I can't seem to
get you off my
mind.

I replay our
short moments
over and over
until I can't even
remember them any-
more.
Go
Go,
allow yourself to grow,
let your creative juices flow,
before I have to let you go.
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