people
interesting creatures
we have minds like no other
intricate thoughts
we behave like no other
unintended intentions
when you sit next someone you have no idea what is on their mind
we act one way but feel something completely different
we have feelings, intense ones, one that move like the crashing waves of the sea
we are beyond the flesh, our souls hold so much more than any brain can comprehend
we have delicate memories
we keep things like pictures, and little objects to remind us of things no else truly cares about
human beings, huh?
the most the complex creature to understand even if i find myself to be one.
written 1•19•17
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IMPLICATION OF DESOLATION
Poetry(PART 1) the empty rooms with no doors isn't the worst part. it's hoping that one day someone will save us from the walls that howl at us for every mistake we've made. des·o·late adjective ˈdesələt/ (of a place) deserted of people and in a state of...
