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Why is it so easy to complain,To express my sorrow in a story,Make my pain something beautiful,But...When I'm happy,Which is a rare delight,I can't fi..
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Isn’t time supposed to flow in a linear direction?Isn’t that why they’re called”Timelines”?You’re born,You’r..
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The mind can be many things,A notebook, diary or whiteboardA music box, stereo or symphonyA painting, sculpture or sketchA calculator and even a dicti..
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Everyone wants to be a superhero.Or a supervillain, in some cases.Everyone wants to be special,To defy the norm,To be loved,Praised,Worshipped.I&rsquo..
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At night I lie awake,My mind begins to run away from the realityI wish to escapeSometimes I am a poet,Sitting at my mahogany desk,Writing in perfect c..
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Welcome to the party, do you have your mask ready?Everyone’s dressed like the rich and the famous,And who knows, some of them may be.Here’..
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At night I lay in my bed.Sometimes, I shut the lights off, and I think.With my vision impaired, I begin to think and feel more.I can feel the darkness..
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My princesses,Adorned with silver,And fire,My moonbeam,And my queen,Who has hurt you so dearly?The light I adored has left your eyes,It's almost as if..
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Sometimes I find myself with likenesses of water.To most, I am to be drank,Taken in, one sip at a time.But I warn you,Don’t drink too much of me..
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Sometimes it seems like I crave this painAs if it's the only feeling I can knowWhen I'm "happy"I feelnothingEverything seems so perfect sometimesLeavi..
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