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AJ Nov 2015
Tonight, the monument's lights are darkened.
Tonight, the celebrations are put off.
Tonight, we gather together to mourn the lost.
Those we've lost are not ever forgotten.

Tonight, we stand with our oldest ally.
One world, one love, one night.
Some, who would use violence, try to tear us apart.
They fail to realize that only brings us together.
For tonight, we are not citizens of separate countries,
we are people.

The night may be dark
The shots have echoed through the streets
The explosions forever changing a city we all know so well.
But, that will not take our humanity.
That will not tear us apart.

Tonight we stand together as one people.
For those who have spent the night in fear,
We stand ready to fight for you at all costs.
For you, Paris, tonight we stand together.
  Aug 2015 AJ
its gonna make sense
dreams are meant for sleeping
and you are my dream, darling
so i want to sleep tight
to reach you out tonight*

©IGMS
maybe i could only be able to reach you
through this endless daydreaming
AJ Aug 2015
You're allowed to feel lost.
You're allowed to be heartbroken.
You're allowed to hold yourself in sadness.
Remember,
You're allowed to be human.
AJ Aug 2015
Can I be good enough?
Am I good enough?
I'll never be good enough...
For you
AJ Aug 2015
It starts with horrible sadness.
The heart wrenching feeling that nothing will be good again.
You become hopeless.

Then you get angry.
Not just mad,
But totally irate.
"Why would he do that?"
"How could she do this to me?"
It's the time of:
"I don't deserve to be treated like this"
And here we lash out at that person.
We take or anger out on them.

Then there is acceptance.
No longer do we want that person back.
No longer do we blame them.
No longer do we feel the need for answers.
Here, hopefully we find peace.

Each stage is horrible.
Each stage breaks you down slightly,
But builds you up a little more.
They're all necessary.
Remember that.
"Trying everyday to get over it"
AJ Aug 2015
We hold onto memories
Of the people we knew.
We can't hold onto people.
They change.
Memories are always the same.
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