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The scars upon my heart run deepsome are old, and some quite fresh.At times it feel there's no roomto ever hold any more.Salmon swim against the curre..
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A single flame sheds light into the roomThe candle, lit in memory,Slowly sheds its waxy tears.The cold seeps through the roomBattling the lonely flame..
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Heavily influenced by Chinese writing form, including some Chinese mythology
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Written with a little hint of Chinese poetry essence, the darker side of beauty
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Dedicated to the daughter I lost while she was yet to be born
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My friend, a tree, that I talk to when I need the best advice nature can give
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Emotions of depression, and the way it feels sometimes in my head.
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I was outside smoking one night and saw something, this is what I wrote when I came back in.
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As the connection of the Silver Cord
pulls us closer,
Our souls sing for each other,
longing to be reunited.
"No choice," you said
"I either ..
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After an argument I had where I felt I was wrongly accused, this came to me as I stood outside gazing at the stars.
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