Every street, nook and alley
I see your ghostly effigy
The coffeehouse on the white circlet
Haunts me of you

That dilapidated building I cross
I'm flooded with 120 moons of smiles and laughter
I ride the roads alone and no one to sit along hereafter

Meals shared on that raining noon
No more hand holding muse
My tears not enough to save the patch
Cherries no longer blossom in the wonderland

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Diary 11/1 12:53

For a life ordinary with nothing much to show
Certainly away from prying eyes a gem I hold
I shine it by day and sleep beside by night
That Gem, has been the only highlight
That Gem closed to me this night I haven't felt it on me.
Elevated my breath, and a burning heart I sweat.
I sit like a lost baby looking onto the lights going by.
With people with their shiny twinkly trinkets
Yearning for the Gem I cry.

Lost and deserted I feel
Numb and senseless I kneel
The lashings feel nothing
Wondering is my Gem within me?

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To the one who has suffered enough,
We stand and stare alone
Happy or sad, all disowned
To the skills hard to hone
Drown the sorrows for they'll stay begone

To the one I hope has learned
And his passion yet to be earned
I hope the best
To the audacity and errors made for self
For the coming sunrise,
I hope you peacefully rest.

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I have always wanted your best
I'd fight for eternity without rest
Put yourself above else
You against the transgressed
Save yourself, you're depressed!

Do yourself a favour
Delete some people from your life forever
Because it's salvation or a shallow grave
Unaffected and happy are the knaves
You and I alone with this glass of gin
and the shard of tin
It's best to have the gin
Last day of abiding the old doctrine.

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To the one who grieves
And the one who sat though the clusterfucks of the small world's of others
No one asked to help, and no one cared

Where were they when you and I were having a panic attack in some college bathroom.
Or when out of rage and helplessness we beld.
You did not tell anyone did you ?
You knew no one can help but one.
And She did to the best of capacity.

To the one locked and lost
Imprisoned in his room by choice
I'm tired of fighting your heart
I loose that battle everytime
I feel the exact feeling of betrayal from you
What you feel from the ones you expected
Without your help I'm afraid I can't save us both.

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There were moments of reprieve
Some good memories to relive
I'll give you that
You sit in a lonely room feeling like crap
So why don't you drink it all away?
It's just the one
It's not like there's anything else to be done.

To the one who was naive to believe
The goodness of people , so why now greive?
To the always available even when not asked
Was your consoling compassion worth it?
Or you trying so hard even after being called out for it ?
Was seeking validation so paramount ?
In your thought the deal was tantamount
Dear friend no one is coming look around!

To the one with broken sense
Counselled to be stoic and shove you feelings down
But in reality you want someone to listen and truly care like you did?
Dear friend it's a lonely night look around!

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To the one who gave it all
Atleast to him what he thought
To the misfit out of place
Chipping his soul with grace

The journey was always lonesome
What's appreciated is you didn't descended to alcoholism
More you got bashed down by experience
And more did the faces releaved deviance
You chose to remain blinded by your fear
Loosing them you consider dear

Was it worth it?
being the clown of the team
For empty laughs for your own self esteem
But moreover, was it worth it?
Being dejected and pretending to be disaffected.

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Beyond the starlit lake
As the autum clouds came
The old oak tree gathered it's withering leaves,
For as the it was time to hunt for the many faced banshee

Eyes red in envy
Cackling laugh worthy to shame Hippocrates
Dawned the face of a beautiful dame
Roamed the field with a grin of defame

From the oak tree she asked his leaves coyly
And the beguiled tree gave up amicably
Shyly she turned away, the price was heavy
Stood the oak tree naked and lonely

And so the legend went
The autum night with full moon ascent
Children hidden away and mother's prayed in lament
Cackling laugh echoed the meadows
Ushering the many faced banshee's malicious intent.

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We stood alone
Wertched and drenched in the rain
Momentarily we clenched our minds
Hoping for our happiness to find and remind
This ghosted town is a Bane
And in the hallowed streets
We stood alone

People don't smile
Belongingness became a thing from days gone,
We grew glum from repulsing storms
And in the hallowed streets
We battled alone

No fanfair recieved or laughing at things long forgone
We were greeted not by friends but our own,
We sat to break breads before goodbyes
Once in the company of the finest
Parted ways at first dawn
And in the hallowed streets
We cut our losses and reluctantly
Moved on.

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At the high tide of first light
I struggled to hold on
All the fruits of my patience
Snapped away and gone
Dogged and grim to hold on
Defeated by exhausted will at last
I set everything free

About my treasures lost I sit and wonder
Numb and emotionless at first,
I laughed at all the blunders
Broken glasses and hearts can't be repaired
Into the abyss I stare drifting towards it unprepared
I laugh at all the blunders and to one's who have disagreed
In the uncharted destiny of this boat and the vast sea
With all forgiven debts, of everything I'm free.

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