For now, after all this mess,
I lie on the cool grass
and write our stories to the moon...

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How brave your heart is...you cry in the morning because you're hurting.....

Things breaking you that you can't talk about to, not even your closest
Yet just conceal within and pour it out
not in words but tears

And that evening, you give record breaking speech
on life and happiness.
You inspire and you break altogether

Healing and hurting

How ironical, how brave.

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Forever humble because what the universe can give,
It can take back too...

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Go places that naturally embrace you when you choose to stay..
Like a warm sunset,
Like people who feel like home
Like mist of wind blowing on beaches,
Like roadsides on autumn day.
Tell them how you feel
Listen to the echoes..
Have a conversation that lifts your soul
Keep your inner self happy!

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To be honest,
What life gives you is your destiny
But what you make out of your life is the truth

You can blame anyone for your condition,
But if you cannot make changes to that condition "positively",
and keep on blabbing about how others ought to do that for you...

Then you've simply lost this battle of life.

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I searched a thousand quotes
For the bond we share together
But found nothing that would define,
Our love, so perplexed yet so beautiful

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We often fight battles with our heart on things we have absolutely no control of.

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The September dust greeted me with flurry wind on the front door,
Shattering my state of deep thoughts..
It was the eve of mid-fall,
I walked to close the curtains..
instead, stood there startled by the beauty of warm reflection in my eye;
Waiting for me to settle in,
the golden flower gently caressed my anguished heart and kissed me goodbye for the day.

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Here's this boy staying across the street,
has beautiful hair and large brown eyes.
His smile like a dazzling pearl.
But is unusually weird, stays alone and doesn't hang out.
He comes out of his little dorm just to check his mail-box every single day, and returns like a bleak dog.
He is sick, no physical pain but his heart has a certain ache..
Maybe he got it broken, no-one knows.
A fine day he finds a letter in his mailbox.
His dreamy eyes get foggy, kneels down obliged.
Opens the letter like a hungry vagabond finally settling down for a warm dinner.
He hugs his heart close and tight after reading the letter...
After a while, he gets up
Lays a swift smile on the letter before walking in.

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