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Perhaps it's better to suffer
And know the truth,
Than to be happy
In a delusion.
But then,
Won't you rather
keep your illusions,
Aren't they as often
kinder to you
Than the truth.
So the question is,
Do you want the truth,
Or do you want the illusion.
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Real eyes
Realize real lies.
Wise minds
Recognize disguised signs.
Pure hearts
Prioritize true ties.
False smiles
Often hide dark sides.
Time flies,
Exposing every disguise.
And the deepest scars,
Come from trusted lies.
Imagine reading a book.
The book has no way
to turn back the pages,
How carefully would you read it.
That's life,
Every moment passes once,
Every word leaves a mark,
So choose what matters to you,
Before it all becomes memories.
Remember this, you cannot change the people around you, but you can change the people you're around.
Everything happens for a reason.
The people who come in,
And the one's who leave.
None of it is random,
Every moment carries a lesson,
And every lesson is guiding you
Closer to your purpose.
So when life feels heavy,
Pause,
Breathe,
And remember,
There is probably meaning
In this too.
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Do not be a beggar of love,
Instead be a giver of love.
A beautiful person
is'nt always good,
But a good person
is always beautiful.
Be the kind of soul
That leaves warmth
in every heart it touches.
MAN IS A TAME & CIVILIZED ANIMAL.
NEVER THE LESS,
HE REQUIRES PROPER INSTRUCTION
AND A FORTUNATE NATURE,
AND THEN OF ALL ANIMALS
HE BECOMES THE MOST DIVINE
AND MOST CIVILIZED.
BUT IF HE BE INSUFFICIENTLY
OR ILL-EDUCATED,
HE IS THE MOST SAVAGE
OF ALL EARTHLY CREATURES.
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I am trying not to make a funeral
Out of every bad day.
So coffee,
Clean socks,
And an answered prayer,
That's all it takes.
Whatever our souls are made of,
Hers and mine are the same.
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I loved her like a novel,
slow, heavy, and unfinished.
But she loved me like a letter,
brief, honest, and final.
The past exists to guide
and to warn you,
Not to trap you.
Learn from it,
But do not live there.
Growth requires moving forward,
Not anchoring in what is over.
Some doors were closed
To teach you the road ahead,
So not every memory
Deserves a home inside you.
I am full of words.
Words that would ruin everything,
if spoken out loud.
She no longer tries to be good.
That word alone tastes of poison,
pretty lies told to keep lambs docile
just before the slaughter.
Worthiness is a virtue,
or so they say,
A shield, they promised.
Well,
They lied.
I am still here,
tormented by the very need
of her ever fading presence.
I let my wounds bloom,
Wild as poppies.
Then I let the floods
To take me and mine under,
The feeling gets too vast
For me to hold within,
So I swear to myself
To never again
Drop to my knees,
Begging for someone to stay.
I leave behind my sorrows
To ferment in oak barrels
And age in the dark
As I press my face in the past
As if it was that of a lovers neck.
However, never again
For love will I crawl
Across the broken glass,
Nor will I make myself small,
Starve myself,
Or leave my mouth open,
Waiting for someone else
To decide if I am worthy
Of being fed.
Human emotions are unique.
The peak of happiness is crying,
The peak of sadness is laughing,
The peak of anger is silence.
Some tears are relief,
Some laughs are warnings,
And some silences are goodbyes.
Nothing in the world
actuallyactually belongs to you.
What are you then
so afraid of losing.
We hurdle like fists
around borrowed light,
Even calling it ours
because it stayed a while.
But even the sky
doesn't keep it colors,
And neither do the waves
remember the shores
they once so vibrantly ebbed.
So why does your heart
tremble at a goodbye,
when everything you love
is only passing through.
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How sad it is
When nobody wakes you up
in the morning,
and when nobody waits up for you
all night long,
and when you can do
whatever it is that you want.
What do we call it then,
freedom or loneliness.
You are free,
and that is why you are lost.
You are free,
and that is why you are afraid.
You are free,
and that is why you keep fleeing.
He who has kept his ability
to perceive beauty,
never grows old.
A book, yes a book,
must be the axe for that frozen sea
that hails deep within us all.
Like everyone else,
I have the true feeling of myself
only when I am unbearably unhappy,
Because of this,
I have never really been able
to endure reality for so long.
That is why I am so grateful for literature.
I spent too long in my dreams.
I even forgot none of it was for real.
When reality finally woke me up,
I had nothing left to feel, besides myself.
But after a while, there was an ache
in every pulse, a hollow palpitation.
It turned out though,
My heart had lost its essence,
and upon a stolen foundation,
it was rebuilding itself.
So I stood still,
and watched in awe,
as most of my dreams
came rushing towards me,
and mine too.
