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Literature Text
But I can not fathom
A world without you
For your eyes are my
Clear blue ocean
Impossible to grasp
Is the concept you fled
For your eyes are my
Clear blue ocean
Whilst you look younder
Into the sky
Those eyes are my
Clear blue ocean
A world without you
For your eyes are my
Clear blue ocean
Impossible to grasp
Is the concept you fled
For your eyes are my
Clear blue ocean
Whilst you look younder
Into the sky
Those eyes are my
Clear blue ocean
Literature
Trying to Clear My Mind
Invisible until,
a smile seen through a window.
A bright light ensnaring a moth.
Handsome, quiet mystery.
Many reasons to walk away,
but... a puzzle and I reluctantly,
obsessed. Trying to turn away,
but piqued by music, art, creativity!
Just let it go, let it go,
why can't I let it go. Filled with curiosity.
The best way out is through.
Must unravel the mystery.
Would he meet for coffee,
a phone call,
a text?
c2018 SAH
Literature
Feelings and Words
At the end of the day, no ones feelings about you should matter except for your own. You should love yourself. But what does it say about you when you have nothing but negative feelings towards yourself . In the present moment I'm not at ease . Not having answers to the whys the hows the whats can get really frustrating . And now I have nothing else to say. Just writing down the feelings I had just now and I guess my mind is trailing off to something else because I DON'T KNOW what to say . That's my issue with my life right now . It's a bunch of DON'T KNOWS...
Literature
Severed - Shadorma
Nightmares claim,
writhe, twist and distort
hollow eyes,
now empty,
but haunted shells of the dreams
that went oh so wrong.
Pale skin glows
by a candle's light
cold as death,
and yet still
it grows cooler with each night;
refusing to yield.
Crimson stains
play their charming part
on the lips
so silent,
for the tongue has been severed
and the words lain bare.
Confessions,
forever withheld,
lie on the
very tip,
lie on the edge of the tip
of a severed tongue.
Unspoken,
ever left unsaid,
and remain
so they will;
cast aside and left for not,
to be forgotten;
Remembered
only after grief
and horror
strike the
Can you tell I'm kind of anti-punctuation right now? Short, simple... not horribly sad (). I was just kind of bored.
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no. this is really sad and emotionally moving. sorry. ]: