I never felt warm,
Through the days and years,
I yearn the butterflies,
I grip too hard on the moment's for they always disappear,
It is a cycle of fear,
Leaving me too numb to be excited,
And I'm tired of digging my nails,
The blue is seeping through my skin,
Too far, too deep.

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I know how comfort is supposed to be felt,
Within somewhere,
But it's been so long since I felt it,
Now that there's no misery,
No holes on my forehead to take out the memories,
I should be delighted,
Though it's empty,
As if the holes are filled up,
Protecting nothing,
My mind is red with the blood pouring into my head,
As if I'm drowning.

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There's a lot in this world,
A number of souls with dozens of emotions,
Blinded by hatred, in need of love,
To kill or to be kind,
Who is to remind us the humanity,
The entire sky peaceful with the souls of dead,
And it looks so beautiful just like the people around us,
Who just need to be read,
Spreading my arms on the grass I gaze up,
I found no meaning but it felt like all the answers were there,
Hidden, in us.

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I learned fear before love,
And I feel the feelings of hate and revenge are so very real,
And I am not a monster,
But I'm bleeding and bleeding of everything I'm not,
And oh mother I tried,
The love I was taught never met me,
When I was sinking down,
Crying for help no hands reached me,
But oh mother I tried,
I always met the fear on every doorstep,
I cannot love the stars,
For they appear to be small like me,
And people forget little things,
I know how you've taught that to me,
But oh mother I tried,
And I'm afraid I'll fail,
And I'm so afraid I won't be loved,
And this fear oh mother took the best of me,
And I tried ,I did.

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Everytime! Everytime it isn't going to be okay. We all know it by now don't we?
But bits and pieces of yesterday's grief is still left in my lungs and today I'm happy.
I am right? This cycle of a day of peace and a day of love and days and days of vain , this is just so messed up, it is right?
It's like it isn't living anymore we are smiling with the pain choking and making our neck dry but it's all so fast.
Whether to live or be happy or mourn or content?
It is confusing right?
Everyone seems to have it together and to think you are still trying to grasp each moment and don't know what's living anymore it is... it's just so exhausting right?

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One cannot fulfill their dreams,
What it would be to imagine and see it,
And have the confidence to be it,
We human beings,
Fragile and lost, we fall, we stand up, we try,
We fall, we stand up, we try again,
We fall, we stop,
For it is human nature,
One cannot be a master without being first an amateur,
To hold a hand and stand up once again,
In order to bloom against the sun one has to go through the rain.

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Act normal, smile,
For we all can hide it,
But can we really though?

People hide,
for being vulnerable is uncommon,
They call it "weak",
Man up don't let it show.

Everybody has scars they are a part of us,
There is no flaw in trying to be flawless,
Still to share the broken pieces, to let someone know,
It helps you grow,
It takes courage to show.

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To make it rhyme,
For it sounds pleasant to my ears,
The ache of people's heart,
Written in paragraphs,
Poured down on papers,
Melted in words,
Paired with adjectives,
What a gloomy day it was,
How we write the bad,
Happening,
Instead of just the smiles there are tears, heartbreaks, numbness,
Etched with columns in dairies,
To see it written down in front of the eyes,
Mine, yours,
What matters is the presence of it,
Those poems, paragraphs showing our journey from trying to rhyme the pair,
And from here to we'll see where.

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When you wake up what's the first thing you do?
Do you take a deep breath and sit
on bed for a while,
Or you go out for a morning walk,
Do make some coffee and fall in love with it's smell,
Or you look in the mirror and have a little talk,
Do you think about yesterday's mistakes,
Or instead you think what future awaits,
But I think like a kid you remove the crust near your eyes and just feel happy to exist.

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Just like flowers you bloom,
In the sunshine and light rains,
You smile, you laugh, you flow with wind sideways,
But then those happiness should come to an end,
Beautiful things get broken anyways.

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