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Sun
She looked at him like he was the sun,
In that she never looked at him,
Except out of frustration.

She complained when he was gone,
But she never looked.

On days he was stronger, she hid from him
On days he was muted, she complained.

She never looked at him until he was leaving,
And in the beauty of the sunset she wondered how,
She'd never seen him before
Found this on Tumblr a while ago, felt I’d share it
Please don't ask me if I'm okay,
I might so something stupid,
Like open up to you.
And I'm really tired of getting close to people and
Watching them leave me like I'm NOTHING....!πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”
"I guess I'm tired of life"
I love, I love, I love myself
I know, I know, I know myself,
Y’all player and haters, you should love yourself brr...!πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯
#BTS #Cypher-pt-4. #in-love-with-this
I watch life float by
like a dragonfly
riding the breeze.
I need to seize the
current like a
brick of gold,
soar ever upward,
above the swamps,
and dead lilies.
Transcendent light blinds
temporarily, but it's
necessary for new sight,
and stronger wings.
I died today all alone
I died today and no one cared
I died today everyone went on with their lives
I died today no one even noticed
I died today and everyone seems a little bit happier
I died today there's no heaven or hell
I died today and I'm just as alone as I was in life
it's been a strange trip
trying to get to the point
where I know myself
piece by piece
I built bricks
out of ashes,
cemented them
with hunger
so that they would
never be satisfied
standing still

my feet, like the roots of mighty oak trees
were planted firmly in the ground,
impatient with seeing the same view
I long to break free

but I can’t,
I can only grow tall
so that I might see a different one
jealousy is the root of evil
once said, there is no retrieval
:)
Do you ever wonder
if the painter
tires of his colors?
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