Maybe one day you'll see how much you mean to me. But for now let's forget about that and continue focusing on how we use to be. Just you and me, with nothing but empty spaces in-between. Worlds and galaxies.
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And in this light I realize all of you is enclosed by darkness, and I want to help. Yet all I can do is stand and stare as you walk out into the darkness, hoping to find some remedy in a war path life.
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Someday I wish to look next to me and see your face smiling back at me. But you like her and lied to me, ending in another beautiful tragedy.
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Mystic Imagery
PoetryJust another book about poems, lost loved ones, and things that were never meant to be. Portrayed in an array of awestruck beauty for the world to see and hopefully realize that the world isn't as perfect as people make it out to be.
