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Someone else
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Terminé, Publié initialement mars 13, 2015
This poem basically describes every normal individual. At least that's what I've tried to describe.
People get many things in their life, meet many people during their individual journeys. The only thing that happens to almost all of us is that our wishes never end. Here I'm talking about the wishes about changing people around us. Our loved ones. There comes a time when we are heartbroken and miserable And we wish for people around us to change, especially those people who are the reason behind our most wonderful and most upsetting memories. 
That's the time when we wish that they were someone else.
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To Be Torn Apart

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For others, growing up means growing apart, but for us, it felt different. We were inseparable, two halves of a whole, convinced that as long as we had each other, we could conquer anything the world threw our way. We were bound by something that felt unshakable-a connection so deep, it was as if the universe had designed us to fit perfectly together. But life has a cruel sense of irony. None of us could have predicted that the very force keeping us together would eventually drive us apart. What we thought was our foundation slowly became the fault line of every crack, every misunderstanding, every silence that grew too heavy to bear. Sometimes love is like that-a double-edged sword. It builds and destroys, heals and hurts, holds and pushes away. And before we knew it, the thing we once believed was our greatest strength became the storm that tore us apart.