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Feeling myself getting higherEvery thought of youRekindles an inner fireIn a world full of sinHeroine, you’re a brightShining beacon of loveFor a world hanging on a wire Heroine, standing tallThe days aren’t alwaysBright but you always areEven when you don’t know itYou live life as onlyYou can and make best of itGet high on it,…
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If they’re to call our love a sinThen how can any one of us win?If our union is doomed to failLet’s throw love to the wind and sail In death do we part just the sameAs angry mobs have us now doLife’s oft a bitter lonely gameUnless one and one can make two If the…
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Living my life if I mightWith the end clearly in sightCaught up in hellfire’s wakeAll the promises breakAs pale darkness awaitsEvery cold day I awakeI struggle to breatheOr find guiding light If I may if I mightFind a path that is rightFor my aching bones are weakAnd I’m on a mad losing streakWith craven monsters…
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It is 2am, and I am not okay. Not worth trying to force myself back to sleep. I still have a lot of heartbreak to properly process. At the end of the day, I only have myself. And that needs to be enough, even when it isn’t. What I need is just one or two…
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If I never wrote another wordWhat would be left unsaid?What would still beMisunderstood or unknown?What if there was no wayTo say what neededTo be said? If I never wrote another wordWhat could have beenLost to the darknessEternally left mysteriousWould words never writtenActually ever be missedOr ever longed for again? Were I never to writeAnother word…
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…this sudden shift to a new favorite artist is not obsession; it’s a realignment of priorities, allowing myself a chance to put myself in a different orbit that will make it far more likely to achieve my goal of meeting some more like her, and not someone who will continue to ensconce (there’s that word…
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Her bobbed black hairSo perfectly trimmedJust above her earlobesFrom which danglePretty silver beadsShort choppy bangsPlay across her foreheadAnd her grey faceNeither plain nor prettyHer neck long and smoothAnd bare, her shirtCollar open and low-cutHer humble breastsAre nearly invisibleBeneath her dark blue gown She glides across the ballroomTo a grand white pianoAlmost floats atop the benchHer…
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If Beauty’s in the eye of the beholderWhat does the Beholder think?Of her face, so pretty?What does the Beholder want to see? Illusion, illusion, what do you see, love?Love, makeup distorts the natural graceIllusion, illusion, what do you wantTo see, pretty, love, she is a queen Royalty, we associate beauty with its nameBut as history…
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I’m laying here after a tough night with some very puzzling dreams. And I’m thinking, the world really doesn’t work the way people think it does. There are hidden costs to everything, and the truth of them is right beneath the surface. The greatest costs come with our time and attention. This is why it’s…
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I’m never going to fix all these broken systems causing everyone pain and suffering. All I can do is encourage others to create their own system, which is what I did. Somehow, against astronomical odds, I succeeded. That’s only because I recognized the best opportunity of my life just in time. Now I’m still trying…