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1) I'm addicted to being pretentious I mean, I know I'm too dramatic... and I love talking about myself and blanketing everything honest and raw with layers of abstraction and questionable imagery. Maybe it's how I hide from
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midnight called to me
and asked me to share
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Every morn, I wake to a blank page –
A canvas, on which I paint
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I’ve been faking
but complacency's fading latency is blatantly shaking me...
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She is only a mud-puddle after all, gazing with liquid
Aspirations at the resplendent jewels confronting her
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Hold me by the throat and flay me with the dreams you had relinquished
to the ocean of what was.
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He speaks to me in bright blue skies Gentle winds, wildflower sighs -
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~.~ Our journey of life begins in mystery, but amidst the darkness and confusion...
we find destiny's light ~.~
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Desolate state of mind, this fate of mine
Mines blast, take me off the beaten path so that I can find
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Look to the ground, look to the sky
Ask why the devil seems so much closer
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Never much for rules…
I Barely finished the schools
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Deep in the core of your eyes,
reflection of an apparent world
conjuring a path of ideal
by Arjita gupta
33 lines, 7 comments,
on May 15 12:54 AM. In Other, Personal, Thoughts, introspection, calm, serene, hope, self, dilemma
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O' let it be written
O' let it be sung
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eyes stained coffee black
hands grey, gooey
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I say, "We've got all night-
rather, all my life it seems."
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Chalk white
Like medicinal
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Differing sides of
the same heartbeat
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Within
colors dance in magical swirl
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I'm leaning forwards, edging closer to
the edge, holding my breath,
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i always feign faithlessness
when I'm feeling this alone
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Thought of you-
-for a bit-
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Scattered 'cross the intersection
Pieces flung in each direction
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The silhouetted Sun seeps through her blood red sky, drifting softly into lunar slumber
As the silver caressed Moon circulates his orbital plane, far in the distance a new game is played.
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Where do you live?
In this time of trial
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No devil/ In the bones of this night,
Adheres to the flames of your will.
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“What I see in you..."
"Is my sweetest mystery"
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These last few months have changed the person I am
In ways I don't even know yet
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Before me lies a blank page.
Upon it dance a million possibilities,
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if my head were a balloon on a string...
and if i should let it go...
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evolve, / gentle spirit: / be not afraid of change / for it is essential; this life / process / demands we accept challenges, / face our fe
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words / inspire / manic minds: / quickening hands / weave tapestries of / vision, insight, feeling: / life provokes me to fashion / pearls
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Be my crutch when I am broken / Be my saint when I need hope / Be the tender words spoken / When I am falling, be my rope / Scream with me when I am wounded / Cry for those too numb to feel / Balance skewed a
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Life Is An Ocean was inspired by the life and words of Christopher Reeve.
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I wish I possessed some faculty
to reverse time or alter events in history
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But with cynicism comes wisdom: apathy is good for your heart.
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and without whose presence
this world remains incomplete
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