Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
M.K. STANDBYIn the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
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A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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Leaves dance on twisted arms, swaying on the breeze as though choreographed by unseen hands. Even the faithless could find themselves converts, by the smell of dampened earth and its blossoming rose.
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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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Painting over cracks as you watch the ceiling fall – not everything can be healed with love.
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I sit by the sea wall, willing the waves to stay. Pulling away with gentle abandon – they avenge me for doing the same.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?
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So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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I read that good things take time – but one look at him, and I knew I could never love someone more.
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And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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My thoughts feel like plagiarism – a feeling already felt, the words already written.
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Maybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
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Just tell me that it won’t be the same- that one day I won’t look at you, and only see a stranger.
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