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I was once told that I don't know how to truly love.I think it's true.I know how to lust, want and desire...and it burns like wildfire.But to love som..
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Today I was enlightened,as I sunk so deep in my mind,that the evening hung around a little longer than usual... Just resting above the trees,Just bare..
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He is who she is....No more, no less.No explanation necessary.Emotions are felt strongly, and words spoken hit home...Isn't this true for you too?Noth..
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Understand that there's a beginning to understanding. Not all of us are awake.I'm understanding that many of us focus so hard on finding what we want ..
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The leaves are disguised as death,showing theirwhite-sideswhile holding on like the old man's last breath.
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The concrete is smooth and wet. I can see the reflections of lit-up signs in the puddles....and people walk as if on mirrors.
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The Awakening sometimes feels like detachment from everyone elseAlways filling voids with awkwardness,Never having anything relevant to say,and often ..
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I watched your face melt.All that was left were your eyes,ice-blue, full of truth, and wise...Compassion has no pity for the Prize.
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Old familiar feelings flood new groundsI walk comfortablybare footin sync with the heartbeat of these hardwood floorsThe walls are whispering secrets ..
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The refusal to accept nature, to see that you are surrounded by yourself and you are a reflection of everything around you.
A loss of innocence and..
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