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Grief

A freezing grip that holds you by the throat Constricting thine self of any hope That there can be a future alone on the helm When you long for the lost company...

What was she like? (Part 3)

Now as an anesthetic, she made me feel numbing pain Worse than the blind, she could not see my state I wanted to be her pillars, that would've meant everything ...

What was she like? (Part 2)

I once cowered in fear as if she was a demonic host, Now It's quite adorable how she has a fear of ghosts. She could play music like the sunrise of fresh spring...

What was she like? (Part 1)

She looked at first like oatmeal cookies, plain and deceiving she was quite, albeit, soon an oreo, she was actually a delight She was one to look serious, much ...

The sun and the moon (part 2)

Surely there was a time these two coexisted. When one accepted what the other insisted. But the night is not night when bright light exists. So she must be free...

The Sun and the Moon (part 1)

We were two distant souls, her and I One tranquil in humble reservation, the other a flaunting light Maybe in a rarity, these two bodies once met at the start B...

The First

Today i saw again the first girl who made my heart stutter Her hair now short but it's length was what I remembered Her passing by touched me as the warmth from...