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From wise men and sages down to idlers,
From angels and saints down to murderers,
Symbols and emblems were bound together,
To form rich lines that will stay forever.
Heartstrings that entwine, pulsating as one.
Tied too deep and tight, no man can define.
Speaking in tongues, yet we all understand.
Flowing from the spring, it tastes bitter-sweet.
A poisonous drop, lovely Venus fell.
Gathering lost companions to a fleet,
To wreck lives of men - a story to tell.
Riddles and puzzles revealed into man.
A temporary plight, yet so divine.
Engraved profoundly in everyone's hands.
From angels and saints down to murderers,
Symbols and emblems were bound together,
To form rich lines that will stay forever.
Heartstrings that entwine, pulsating as one.
Tied too deep and tight, no man can define.
Speaking in tongues, yet we all understand.
Flowing from the spring, it tastes bitter-sweet.
A poisonous drop, lovely Venus fell.
Gathering lost companions to a fleet,
To wreck lives of men - a story to tell.
Riddles and puzzles revealed into man.
A temporary plight, yet so divine.
Engraved profoundly in everyone's hands.
Literature
Inspiration
"Nothing is more powerful than the words of a broken heart.
The best inspiration is found when you truly fall apart."
The heart of a shattered girl, written out on paper.
At three in the morning under the light of a single taper.
The tears she sheds, as thick as ink.
As her sanity is brought to the brink.
She may not cause herself physical harm.
But for anyone who cares, there is still reason for alarm.
Inside this girl, she's so sick of trying.
Wishing that she could only be dying.
Just read her words, they're written everywhere.
Can't you see she just wants someone to show they care?
But you'll never see the pain she locks insid
Literature
insomnia.
o1
my mind runs like
empty trains as i stare
into the dark ceiling, wondering
what it would be like to dream.
o2
there are notions running through my head
that i cannot turn off,
that i cannot ignore.
i get up and write them down,
hoping that these thoughts will finally
quiet down and allow me to sleep.
o3
rain drips, drips, drips
down the windowpanes and causes
havoc on my brain.
they demand attention even as i get up
once more and
wish for the sky to stop crying so much.
o4
i count the jumping sheep and
5-6-7-8 wish for sleep to penetrate
through my shield of endless wake.
i notice that in the night light,
the ceili
Literature
If
If I had to let you go
I'd be hollow
like a tree;
destroyed -
by a chainsaw
eroded
by wind and rain.
If I had to let you go
I'd be incomplete
Life needs water,
and I need you.
If I had to let you go
I'd be alone
Not only physically,
but my heart would bleed
for you and your everlasting
love.
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This is really beautiful.