The Last One

Everybody has left,
I am still here,
Looking back at memories,
Wondering,
Life wasn't so bad after all
Feeling elated, angry and a little sad,
Could we have lived better,
Maybe,
But I wouldn't change anything,
Not even the scars,

Yes, I am still here,
Looking back,
Dreading what is to come,
But with butterflies inside,
Is it hope?

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Often in the darkest of times a sound rings in my ear,
Speaking like a breeze caressing my nape; Unseen
Showing me a better place,
Giving me the will to go on,
Telling me to brave the pain,
In the end when the dark rains stop,
It quietly goes away,
Never to be found,
Until I am back again in the darkest of times

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'The One that never got away'



Warmth, that's what I felt when I saw you,
Now that you are gone,
I feel like a planet facing a dying star,
My heart waiting for the annihilation yet to come,
Still waiting for the extinction of my being,
Barely alive, my hands outstretched towards the cold ashes of your smile; Your touch

Yes, you are that special

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He said.
'But I haven't fully lived yet.' I said
'You were never truly alive.' Death replied

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Dimmed lights,
Corridors drenched with passion,
Some mean business,
Some seek love

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Unsure, unruly, unpredictable, bound by the wind, unattached to my roots.

I am free.

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You are those six strings,
Whose notes could illuminate,
My darkened lonely skies

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Let's celebrate your first day by laughing at other people's misery. At least my torment brings a smile on someone's face.

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Beauty like yours,
Feels like,
Looking up towards,
Azure skies

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Play out 14,000,605 scenarios in my head about why you didn't then go mope in a corner.

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