Tag: relate

Short Little Tragedy

It’s almost a shame that the best source of art is pain and love. It’s only when I’m in misery or I’m completely in love I find myself compelled to tell tales and write poems. Those are my purest moments of inspiration… Tragic

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Un complacency

So for the past couple of months I kind of have been shutting myself out from the world. Alienating myself in every way and I also realized that’s not good for me or for my loved ones, because I’m hard to be around when I’m in the head space… so I’m going to take baby…

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Secrets of the Notes

It’s crazy the amount of conversations that will never happen I write down In my notes. Books that will never be read, thoughts that will never be spoken, stories that will never be told. I probably already created a million universes by now, broke up with you a million times, married you five seconds later,…

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It’s cold…

A blessing and a curse How deeply I feel It’s how I find these words However I live Where it snows The winter is brutal And the people are cold Too caught up In their own world Obsessed with their reflection Never noticing Who and what is passing them Unless it benefits It’s, you’re irrelevant…

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White Rose

A white rose You gave me On a summer day You smiled at me Said don’t be afraid – We laid on doorsteps You played with my hair I stared into your eyes They never told me lies Back then it felt right – Days passed The rose stayed in glass One day our friend…

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Look at me

See me for my soul , love me for my flaws. This pretty face and body will one day fall apart. So when you decide to love me or take interest in me, do it because you got to know me and you see the good that no one else sees. Because you feel a…

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Take the masks off

Ever stop to think… Who were you…? You know who were you before the world gave you your first scar. Because isn’t that what we are just a collection, of scars and memories. Our experiences doesn’t it.. set us apart in a way? So back to the question… Who were you before your first heartbreak…

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