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Place it up. Show it off. The new face. Of the new age. Alone. Separated from all. Alone. Without a word. She steps up. Onto the chopping block. Flashes and screams. Fill her eyes and ears.
Time intercepted. Long loves rejected. Sometimes I wish. I could have moments like this. Never truly loved. Never want to lose. Slowly I was shoved. Beyond my life to choose. Face-to-face.
As I look out of my window I wonder what My life is about What seems so obvious So transparent Is hard to get through I can see everything As if it were right now But how do I get there.
You saw my face But you break my heart You keep showing up You make me like you I really like you You made me happy Then you broke me When will you stop?. You can't hold on So now I break you.
Just a look to an old photograph And you're always there And always you'll be But you're no longer here. Between the small faces We all see yours first.
. ________ /R. I.
You said love life. But I cannot. Life is a fairy tale. Life is the big bad wolf. It huffs. It puffs. It will knock you down. Until you can no longer walk. Burnt and broken we are. Left behind.
beautiful words.
If I was reckless If I lied to you And made a mess of your life And, in the process, put my life on the line, Would you choose prison to protect me.
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I haven't always been rational. I was once a baby. Babies don't think. They exist. Existence. Living. Are they the same thing. There is a difference; It's called animation.
I'm a little disappointed, That today was just the norm, Expected zombies, shooting stars, Or hornets in a swarm.
He was white dusk in the blackest of days. He was a tower of light in the darkest night. He was afternoon sunshine that warms your back. He was cheerful laughter in a room full of silence.
*Just to be clear, this is a story* The morning light shines down, grey flat clouds filling the day. The sounds, the sights, the character of the city still glimmer everywhere. It seems wrong.
The world is a burden Upon my shoulders, It weighs me down like a heavy boulder. I can't stand this place. I want to run away, But for now I'm trapped. So here I stay.
Poem ~ Your time's been ended all too soon. Your time's been ended all too soon. now you have gone away. In peace at last with yourself. But in our hearts you'll stay. Life can be so very cruel.
Your time's been ended all too soon. now you have gone away. In peace at last with yourself. But in our hearts you'll stay. Life can be so very cruel. for reasons never to be known.
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Somewhere. A mother holds her daughter for the first time. She will treasure her in her heart forever. Somewhere. A father curses the name of his new son.
I know your there. In that empty shell. You're in there somewhere. Hidden well. For I can not find you. You have all but vanished. Why do you abandon me. At this moment when I need you most.
I see you. I see you. I see you in my shadow past. I see you in my unknowing future. I see you in the memories that hang on the wall. I see you in my mothers courage. I see you in my sisters tears.
He was a great boy yet his time ran out. He was happiness itself. A smile always on his face. He was a safari child. Always on the look out for dangerous animals. He never grew old of the world.
*All the epitaphs I'm posting from now on, will be from ones I've seen. I'm not really good at creating epitaphs, but I just thought I could share some.
In the aftermath of your ashes to ashes The fantasy billows of clouds are all allure To a soundtrack of lanterns on the lake.