vpyuri
A Beautiful Sunshine ☼
Don't get closer. I'm cleaning up the mess. Myself.
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Pale
Eyes won’t blink
Rapidly moved
Harden
Hard to open
But won’t close
Enough about tears
She looked up the ceiling that has been there
Staring every second
Fragments of events
It turns pale
Afraid of being accused
Asked about desire, sadness, madness
It witness
She left and slam the door
The ceiling remains
So pale
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Memory
I often imagine
If the things have happened
Were coincidence
The future was never expected
Never been prepared
Yet,
Memory does
Sadly,
It comes and never ask to
Never give any dim
It flows
After the seconds you breathe
What if
We survived because of the memory that has existed
Because it didn’t leave
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Fly
If the bridge don’t exist
Man fly
They screw everything, fix it up after
Plan to be something great yet the walk gone wrong
They should fly
Fly and see the ground further
And see the place wider
Care of the littlest up higher
And beat others down no kinder
I too so bad for a walk
Humans do
Crashing the feet upon the ground unknown
Soaked up
And drown
I should fly
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A story about Scissor and Paper
The scissor cut the paper "Snip..snip..snip.." The paper want it to stop cutting and say "Stop. Don't cut me" The scissor insist and keep going "Snip..snip..snip.." The paper have well cut into pieces by the scissor The paper cause it blunt The scissor ask the paper "Why do I get blunt? I won't work anymore" The paper answer "Certainly. You reap what you sow. Learn that."
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It’s the World
It’s so cruel
It’s too dangerous
It doesn’t deserve,
my innocent sons
and daughters,
raised by a weak human,
like me.
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Sometimes, humans forget that what annihilated them was once they've praised much.
vpyuri
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There’s always a new thing in seconds, minutes, hours, days, and so. Sometimes, you can’t accept all of those because you don’t want it to be changed, yet, it has to be. Either it would please or let you down.
vpyuri
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Phoenix
His house is made of glass
Yet he can’t see how is the outside
Because inside,
He closes his eyes
He pours his tears
Wishing it will be ended
Knowing how much his heart is jaded
He chooses to sears
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Here
Here wholeheartedly destined,
Here not be afraid to be lame,
Here slaved by the fear that stained,
Here who’s to be the same,
Who has created this?
Savouring the miscarriage,
Who has created this?
Ain’t no fear of stumbling
Here lack of lore,
Here being shattered by the hunches,
Here stacking the metaphore,
Here covered of patches.
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Dead
It was a great evening for us to walk and we finished discuss everything and something bothered me.
Me : How can I defeat my anxiety?
Him: Dead
Me : Why?
Him: Because only when you're dead you're not thinking
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Anchor
he never thought his smallest step was the best crowd inside this head the wound that stained easily sallow with those smiles he painted on this heart so hollow the feelings i will anchor if only there's the strongest harbor to mend this heart that looking for it's losing part
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Doorbell
waiting for a day shut the door keeping myself away unwanting for more a day you'd be outside, ring the doorbell never even could stop saying the spell
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Attached
Fear is a friend
When I see pitch of dark, as dark as his hair..
When I hear the wind blows, as gentle as his voice..
When I touch the ground, as real as his entity..
All is the fear
When I think of blue, he interpretes as the sky and the ocean
When I think of red, he interpretes as rose, fire, and flame
All is the fear
I face the truth that I can’t even deny the echo, his far away whisper.
Have spent more time, yet less attaching, released it already even. All those memories are the best and the worst at the same time.
Never surrender this life except for you. For all those times.
Because your warning was just coming through, and it hurts when I even don’t give it a damn.
Fall..
Fall again though I don’t remember the last time I enjoy being up there.
All is the fear
Fear of this attach won’t be broken, even moved
Fear of this attach will tie me on my neck
Fear of this attach you’ve done is infinitive
It’s all the fear
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Chest
There's a room you put me When you're busy chasing the dark cloud It's your chest so homy Yet you don't hear I cry aloud There's a space you put me When you're busy passing this devotion It's your chest so roomy Yet you don't see I fill it in with fraction
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