Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.
We gambol dances that oppose our hearts.
We beam smiles that contradict our feelings.
We walk into roads that tremble our souls
We get to grisps with things our bodies loathe
Our hearts are wrecking and agonizing yet;
we must remember not to weep since tears have been labeled for the weak and we yearn to be counted among the valiants.
But it’s been hard to let them know that all I need now is not Lethargy, or Trazodone, or Sertraline.
I need a heart that can beat when mine is trembling, a face that can smile when mine is sad-locked, and a person who can accept that I am in a dangerous mood.
He does, what he wants, when he wants, how he wants and the atheist won't accept it, that even in there factual existence He was always aware. God, does, what he wants, when he wants, how he wants Period
how long have you taken without looking into it,the mirror
You have hidden long enough, isn’t time to spill yourself ? Maybe to showcase the little you think you have. It might be huge. It might catch you by surprise. It might conquer us all.
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its all easy
when you just do it.
she got to realize time to time, that she was a granite. She was a person never seen anywhere on this planet at least not in the places she had been too.
What's heartbreaking is, that some don't even understand the love they demand and desire to be given and this has tremendously led to more oceans of sorrow and unbearable pain.
Meaning of words.
You said then
that
my love murders
you in a beautiful
way
and that you don't
think of an
existence without
it
so in that i
thought you
would go extinct
upon our failure.
But as time grows
all i have seen is a you
blooming.
Was it a lie ?
and my love
was totally a nothing
to you ?
please
please tell
me
and tell
the one
murdering you
now
not to highly think
of things for
all of it is
just a jumble of
words.
But as it happens in us squalors it’s worse in the high society clique. Selfishness, rape, murder, witchcraft and every kind of unthinkable behavior. Relate this to Africans who die with a delusion that there is equal rights and freedom in the west, they die with a naked kind of lie.