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I want to fly. I want to float free’ on zealous winds,
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Faint lines grace her worn cheeks
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My eyes devoured painted sunsets
and swallowed their rays,
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A silver-tongued swaggerer struts
in this musty crowd of browns and grays.
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I wish I could find a world
littered with love
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One summer evening, you came home to me
angry.
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I would enclose him with arms of fire; delicate, warming, and fleetingly there.
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I’m unhinged and hungry, ravenous for heart.
But by and by
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Piano keys
chime mellow chords
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I was born with a creativity disorder. But the disorder I have doesn’t hinder my creativity, it elevates it. To put it in layman’s terms, l
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Another sleepless night reigns, but insomnia is not the culprit. My victimized pen is being sucked dry and a countless amount of paper dren
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How sweet would it be, if I could roam from field to forest in the shadows of June’s divine dusk? If I could walk with an air of freedom, the petals of curious flowers caressing my ankles, as I taste summer’s succulent pride?
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Preface [Lily]:
"I see myself not as a lost girl suffering from an uncontrollable disabling illness, but as a director of the most vivid
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I am not afraid to speak my mind. I am not afraid to unleash my words, so that they may scream their potent message among the naive living in their bubble-protected societies. So that the sharpened ends of my words may burst
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I remember the day I met you.
I thought the sky had fallen.
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One of the most agonizing feelings in the world is loneliness. It’s a feeling like a switch has been turned off inside of you. You’re crouched in the stifling abyss of your thoughts, during the small hours of the night, cryin
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Have you ever had a taste of love? Dreadful, isn’t it?
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I used to be afraid to dream; afraid that my dreams would turn into nightmares,
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You couldn't possibly imagine the emptiness in a being who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins; the emptiness and the calm.
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Like the vapor that hangs in the cool night air, then fades when the sun's warmth emerges
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My brush graces the tulips, petals flaring with fuchsia.
A sweet golden pollen glistens on the anther's tips.
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I've seen the darkness increasingly envelop and possess their souls. Future victims shriek in the fear; a frightening portrayal
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Agony and Inhumanity have arrived
to come and sweep you off your pretty little feet.
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Can I live my life worthwhile not knowing which direction to take?
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You coveted my soul, snatched from the palms of the Earth. My muddled mind is slashed into shards of memory;
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When the sun set upon the murdered sky, you wished me sweet dreams, And I monotonously replied ‘Good night’.
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Sculpting the hushed ferocity of the night;
built to ravage against the soft light of the dawn.
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Glistening red, in the moon's dim glow;
splashed across your face lies a portrait of pain.
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At last, we dress up in our fake suits and ties, for our final hour alive is at hand.
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My long-awaited inspiration finally appeared before me. Worth the wait, his eyes turn towards mine, breathtakingly beautiful.
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Moisture forms in the ashen colored sky.
Falling from the swollen clouds, droplets pierce the Earth.
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The sunset drapes over the shoulder of my passion
burning the skin with agonizing fear and sympathy.
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