I think the scars that you left me, they remind me you were real.
M.K. STANDBYI’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.
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A full glass for an empty heart – the temporary bandage for a fatal would.
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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 dishonor greater than any affair, is that of a friend who never was.
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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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In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.
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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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And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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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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It started the way it always does. A broken heart, and a blank page.
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14 days, but I can’t change my sheets. Your scents still marks my pillow – and its all that I have left.
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Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
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It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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Peace found me in a wordless embrace – in the rising of autumn sun, and the sound of turning pages.
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A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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