Sometimes, we wish for the world to change, and we hold onto false hopes that end up breaking our hearts, or worse, our souls. So to blow up everything is the best way to set us free, and become a golden version of ourselves and the spirit we are gi...
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Writing down the way I feel So that I don't pass as a cynical chic Breathing deeply they told me to As I swallow the fact that you still love her the most Is it my intensity killing my happiness Or is it you with those black eyes Lying soul to force a non existant connection? There's a fire burning my dreams And he said those magical words "Blooming flowers can cause me To burst into tears" For the first time I've just become Someone who acknowledges the truth As I read what he has to explain I'm now writing it down everything I need to crave for His name is unknown Yet I indeed burst in tears The day I realized that being cynical It's okay as long as I write how I feel.
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You are so pretty That my eyes dance When they see your smile And my cheeks blush When your hands touch them Even more when my ears Hear your sweet voice from afar My senses became one When my heart decided To keep on beating for your name And my mind choose To never stop thinking about you Because you are extremely pretty.
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One day, you talk about the flower where you bloom Then, you talk about the blossom you've been through As I look at you, marveled at your words The next day, you asked about my origin After that, you look at my lips and I fell in love As I stare at you, dreaming a lifetime But when the third day came to see the sun All it touched was the rain of my heart Pouring endlessly because of the ghost of you Letting me all alone in this journey Where we were trapped In between the sea and the desert May the sea become blue instead of red Land and water colliding when our hands touch the sky That might be the sole reason of your soul To ignore me after a few love notes Because it doesn't know what the heart of yours want And my mind is clear enough to desire for you Late nights in where my pillow heard me scream Remembering that one day, you talked about loving me.
