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Young life, So much ahead. But life is cruel, Painful and short. Born at a point, Ending at another. And at another, Blin..

I hurt you, I know I did. My soul to burn, For bringing you such pain. I'm sorry I have to say, I know it's not e..

A Dream that felt as real as myself. I believe this might have been myself in another place in time and space.

Please forgive me, For lauging when you fell. For just walking away, And forgetting that any of this is real. Leaving shouldn't have been an opt..

A womans point of view

Congratulations, Evolution was wrong. Creating came to this state, We have prevailed. The age of snow has long passed, Furs, spears, and caves ..

Fighting, screaming, bleeding, Mom, dad, knife. Yell, dad, killing, The knife ending life. A mother bleeding deadly, A child crying loud. Father..

Who were we? That we werent before. What changed? That made life so petrifying. Where did guilt began? And where did we die? Something had to ..

Ive come to know about tomorrow, As well as the dead have. And what lays beyond mortality, Is nothing more than beautiful. My eyes could see, B..