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    If only you could hear my breathless words, but soon you will see me sprout wings and fly into this endless dream. So hold me for dear life because now nothing can stop me. Breathe & just be. For not even darkness can behold me.




    My life is like ice in this deep blue. Every pain I feel with a lash, cripples my last bit of happiness. Gone and lost is the hope i just had, withering away in fatal death. I sink beneath the darkness of dooms, that engulfs me into my deepest fears. I scream but no sound is heard. silence floods my ears and eats at my brain, making me go slowly insane. my nothingness is true. as I close my eyes and I realize, I will never see skies of blue. But in my presence I feel a warmth, an indescribable wramth, that brings me pure happiness. I raise my eyes to see a golden light in my direction. floating towards, the light shines on me, & a smile is spread apon my face.



    Form this beauty into a secret, and keep it in my pocket. Hidden away from the world so no one can find it. It is treasure in a box, and Gods purist secret. Faithless is blind, but trust is better than gold. So let this spirit be worth more than any riches. I pray to God that I never know, what lies on the opposite rode.




    My face becomes pale as I gasped for that one last sweet breath of air. My lungs were once filled with the sent of your beautiful aroma, has now been drentched with the prutched smell of nothingness. My frail body cries in pain as death slowly creeps its way into my life, consuming me like cancer. My cheeks have lost their peach & I no longer can fell my toes. The numb yet aching pain crawled on me like fire ants, biting me one by one. the poison slowly sinked in, traveling its way to my barely beating heart. I looked into my soul for that last bit of hope, & just layed there. And prayed. I prayed for the miracle of life. I squezzed my eyes tight and drowned myself in tears. Screaming for what was once mine.





    Don’t tell me there isn’t a reason for everything
    Because if that were true
    there wouldn’t be a reason for me
    and all my hopes for a better day
    would be lost.



    My body was born with the disease of empty. God has injected my heart with cold and my life with the same mass of a float less balloon.




    Beautiful song that fills my lungs. Dance around my life & write me your symphony. Turn these dead leaves into a tall golden tree & help me see the truth of living. Life is so pure but can end in a instant. So make mine as lovely as you can before I miss it.



    They say that the eyes are the window to the soul, but yours leaks upon your face. Lovely shimmers from your cheeks, but who knew a whole new form of beauty hides beneath. The color of your eyes is like forest rain on a sunny day. You can see the morning light reflecting on your hair, shinning the brightest in our atmosphere. You’re a goddess in disguise & don’t tell me it’s a lie. Best friend forever, nath:o)



    Your emerald leaves wrap around my throat suffocating my every need for the truth. Each leaf speckled with a new deformed way of betrayal. I watch as your garden invests the very good in life and replants a seed of hate for every smile spread on my face. Happiness weeps in your presence & fades into the loneliness of depression.




    I try to smile but i’m held captive by this frown.
    When I try to laugh the tears tend to tumble down.
    I still manage to breathe, yet I fall into pieces.
    We feed the lies but cripple the truth as we follow the tall tales of society.
    My idea of perfection was never lost, because it can not be found.
    As I fight for happiness in this unforgiving war,
    a beam of light will one day make me soar.



    Lifeless flower be fulfilled. Your colors use to be so bright, and now they die and blend into the ground. Stem of green breaks apart, losing all hope for a new start. Insignificant little thing, you use to be so lovely and now you’re barley living. As no one rushes to your aid, you attempt to try to cure yourself as you’re slowly breathing. Little did you know that once you try to open up, you will find absolutely nothing.



    Dear Pretty girl, hide your face from the rest of the world. Never to be seen so you can’t be critiqued. Smile and laugh all day so you can come home and wilt away. Black tears stain your cheeks, showing your true face of unhappiness. Frail and pale will be your ghost, forever haunted by your past shadows.



    Bright lights blind my eyes with the desire of beauty.
    Every glimps of every reflection of who I am makes me cringe and want to start over again.
    The tears burn but help numb the pain of every mistake.
    Loneliness spreads on this path I take.

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