Passel Cinq (Personal Quotes - Group 5)

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Writing poetry is a five fingered insanity –It's a type of frenzy that encroaches upon me

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Writing poetry is a five fingered insanity –
It's a type of frenzy that encroaches upon me.

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The sun is always behind me,
chasing me into the dark.

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Goodnight, Moon...
Though you shine brightly,
You look as lonely as I am.

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The plume of your poison spreads widely,
Leeching out into my soul
Where the colors shine brightly.

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It's a shame that fairy tales aren't real...
Yet monsters are.

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My quiet heart barely beats –
My pulse is shallow and weak...
Ready for that deep, dark sleep.

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It's hard to hide the fact that you are nothing.

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There is good inside of bad.

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Unanswered prayers from noisy lips
make the most silent rooms.

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Life...
It's all static –
Superfluous static!

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Don't forget to remember...

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Every story has an end
before it is even written.

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I'm always grasping air at the end of the rainbow.

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Heaven is as real as the sun shines,
The wind blows,
The rain falls,
And the Moon glows.

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Happiness is cruel because it never lasts.
Soon you'll learn that it's just a temporary madness.

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It's all plastic –
Love
Religion
Politics
Humanity.

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This world is a miserable place.
The birds are chirping,
The sun is shining...
Sleep deprivation is a bitch.

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The light was fading...
The last chapter coming to a close...
And I knew I had to let go...

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The Moon is my Sun –
I think that is the mantra of all insomniacs.

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Right now,
I'm angry that the goddamn sun
is always shining,
But I know one day,
I'll wish it was shining.

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I feel it because it's real

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How can you repair what's already broken,
Or fix what is never spoken?

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Life is like fishing...
Only I never had the right bait.

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You held your love for ransom.
I could never afford the price.
But I wasn't surprised...
You have never played nice!

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It's a cruel kind of hell,
Living in mediocrity –
A depressing destiny with regrets,
Is the only certainty.

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There was never a monster under my bed...
Just in it.

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Life is a series of contingencies,
Wrapped up in between lies,
In lieu of solace.

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Regrets are as empty as their pursuits.

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Keep a bright heart about you,
when all else is bleak.

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A decade at a time –
One worse than the last.
Thank God that time goes by so fast.

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