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Once upon a time ,
I loved the moon ,
Everything about it ....
It's shine , fairness ....maybe just the beauty

Then I got to know about it's craters ,
The beauty I loved had flaws
Seemed pretty unacceptable to me ,
I stopped admiring it
Whenever I looked at the moon ..
All I saw was the flaw , the craters...

But as I grew up ,
I accepted it's beauty with the flaws ,
Since I learned every beauty
Comes with its flaws,
I learned it ...
When I saw myself in the mirror over the years....
The flaws I once hated became a part of the beauty I once admired .
 17h Foogle
Rain
She left the room,

Maybe forever.

But her shadow stayed,

Faint but there.

I felt the presence,

But it was never enough.

Something in me just held on,  

If not her at least the last glimpse I had.



I wished it was all a dream,

I wish I would wake up.

She left me alone,

But her shadow was always loyal.
Her presence
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Yuzuko
The first failure
Is the next step to success
So don't give up now
Something had to be hard before you ever learned it... so don't give up now
When life falls apart,
Why are my feet glued to the floor?
I fell two years ago,
How am I still falling?
 17h Foogle
Kaiden
I can't bring myself
To write about someone else,
I buried a mistake in a pile of paper and regrets,
And wished for it to disappear,
Knowing **** well it wouldn't.
random draft i found
 17h Foogle
Stardust
These days I feel like a broken Rubik's cube — all twists, unending chaos.
 17h Foogle
Lyle
pressure
behind my eyes
smoke
fills the sky
or maybe
my mind
I cannot see
I cannot think
the smoke is consuming
the pressure is unwavering
I cannot breathe
 17h Foogle
Liana
I'm done with people being surprised by my speaking
Not knowing what to say
Being scared off
I know I can be intense
I'm sorry

I love deeply and I want to say it all
But I know I can't
I'm too intense
But it's hard to pretend
People mean less to me than they do
To some people out there
I have so many messages
I know are just
Too much
For me to send
Idk
 17h Foogle
mysterie
im tempted --
to dial your number,
to send that text,
to drive to yours,
to run into your arms.

im tempted.
because i miss you.
i miss your warmth,
your scent --
that cold vanilla
and lavender scent
that was yours,
and only yours.

but most of all
im tempted
to just cry.
crying over you
sounds like a waste of tears.
but it'll just 
have to do.
because for now,
its all i have.
and you're not here.

...and i don't think
you'll be coming
back.
okay this one, is one of my favourites that ive written, was super proud of her.
date wrote: 7/7
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