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Whispering voices surround me,The fence has been broken for days.The lamp posts flicker and burn out,Plunging the street into darkness.Eyes that have been raised in the light,Seek into darkness for comfort,And the hands brought up in the dark,Shy away from the eyes that blind. – Arsh
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What twisted fantasy might this be?Might you be too blind to see?I simply ought to throw you up a tree!How dare you insult my precious ebony!An idiot, is what I don thee!One cannot see,Without the pale hues of ebony.One cannot truly be,Without my dear black, can ye?No Yin without Yang, my fellow, see!Without this one…
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It stings. Frustrated tears pool at my eyes, Unable to do anything else.It simmers.Darkened eyes look away asYet another bribe takes place right under the noses of thoseWho were once trusted to protect us.It burns.Knuckles are bleeding,Pummeling the punching bag as thoughIt would chase all problems away.It boils over.Knives stick out of thoseWho once dared…
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Cross my heart and hope to die,My battles seem to shut you down.I never meant to leave you hurting,Yet all our tears seem so redundant.Our priorities were never the same,It took me breaking to even notice.I watch for success, you wait for love,And neither of us will compromise.You are the sun, I am the moon,We…
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Whichever wise soul that stated that watching a documentary can range from a fun family show to an absolute questioning of self was wholly correct.To harden one’s heart is an expression I always knew of, yet seeing its reality simply plastered for all to see truly dawned its heaviness and severity on me.But alas,Even the…
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Arrogantly asking, archly austere and,Ardently avoiding all active Argos.Deeply drawling, darkly damning,Doll-like dangers are disarmingly dancing.Loudly laughing, laboriously looking,Luminous luck of lurking look-outs.Strolling softly, slowly stalking,Showing strange signs of sagely sagas. – Arsh
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Oh what of that laughing child,One which danced its days by,One that sang of tales anew,One that’s fails meant it “grew”.And of the fun it had?Gone with the wind, that.What did it think it knew,Was it leading an unknown crew?I asked that laughing child one day,Who smiled at me in dismay.That one sentence, it said,Might…
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I have always missed you,But even if Fate deemed it so,I would never go back to you.I long for the ease That being with you,Has always given me.Yet I would cut off my arm,Before I reached out to you,To help soothe me.It didn’t have to end this way,Yet it’s the only way this could have…
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For it felt, as ifThe windmills sensed my sorrow,The trees faked a smile upon my departure,And the mountains held me by their hands and begged me to stay.But every bird must leave the nest it calls home.The wind bid me adieu with a gentle breeze,The grazing cattle nodded along in understanding,And fields swayed along to…
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Stay with me,For a while or for a day.Stay with me,Until my bones all rot away.Fall with me,Crying, laughing, shouting, playing.Fall with me,Laughing madly till we’re all insane.Crash with me,Broken bones and scrambled minds.Crash with me,Holding each other through the end of time.Die with me,And we’ll live on forever. – Arsh
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