THE UNFINISHED DESTINIES

THE UNFINISHED DESTINIES

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"Success is the sweetest revenge but change is the greatest success." -Hydraluxe I was very annoying at first but I have been stabbed by many knives and been shot a hundred times so I've decided to make a poetry with my own thoughts and opinions about how I feel or how I see the world in my own experience. I hope you'll like it and I do hope you will learn something from it. Enter my dangerous world full of unsaid things.
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"No! Stop!" I could see her fading silhouette. She keeps on walking away just like the way I dreamt of her every night. 'No! Please don't walk away. I need to see your face. I need to know your name. I need to find you.' But I know that it wasn't enough. If there's anything that she's good at, it is into dodging people away. "Please!?" I almost beg. "I need to see you. Just stop." I keep on running and chasing after her. But like in every dreams, she kept on slowly fading away. And I could feel the same emptiness within whenever I've dreamt of this. It starts with her fading hands. Like a human form that's painfully breaking into tiny crystallized pieces that's scattered into thin air, she's dissolving in an incredibly fast-paced. "No. Please don't!" I could feel the tears that's running down on my cheeks as I try to grab her fading hand. "No! No!" As if there's a heavy rock on my chest, my breath starts to heave. I could feel the hollow emptiness within and the contradictory feeling of being crushed beneath.

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