Shadows of the Self
The light that pours into us
must vanish with time,
but what is the emptiness that draws
darkness upon us?
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The Inner Silence
Noises that strive to
Earth's mantle soft of air And break upon the stillness where it dwells:
The noise of battle and the noise of prayer,
The cooing noise of love that softly tells Joy's brevity, the brazen noise of laughter— All ...
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if only we were bold and nothing was left untold.
i wish we didn't say goodbye,
i know it's not forever,
only until next time.
but i can't help but not wanting those extra miles.
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a love story with no ends nor beginnings.
but honestly though,
we were just friends.
i am not trying to convince
anyone otherwise because there was nothing
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