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Rated: E · Book · Other · #2235418
So when I write, I'll write.
For the rare times when I write. *Laugh*
January 14, 2021 at 7:20pm
January 14, 2021 at 7:20pm
#1002116
breathless empty perfume visions torment solitude wearied linger

Breathless, I stand before him,
Allowing my perfume to linger,
I move slowly and carelessly,
Knowing the torment it causes him.
I look at him with an empty gaze,
That will cause him visions of our times together,
Wearied but still hoping,
He'll keep waiting on the other side of the glass in solitude.
Forever and ever and ever...

Breathless, I stand before him,
Perfume lingering,
moving carelessly,
Knowing his torment.
My empty gaze set on his,
Visions of our times together,
Wearied but hoping,
Waiting on the other side of the glass in solitude.
Forever and ever and ever...
January 14, 2021 at 6:38pm
January 14, 2021 at 6:38pm
#1002112
With no real stability, I'd wander around
Through the corridor of life, like under a command,
Never stopped to think why I was doing something.
Everything seems vain and meaningless until that day,
When miraculously, I stopped to think,
Where do I belong? When did I begin?
Is there an end? Will I just be another life as I leave?
Stuck in a cycle with no true goal?

Thats when I began to look for a way out,
For something that will tell me that my struggle is worth something.
I began a journey towards God
And suddenly, the entire world gained became colored.
Flowers began to bloom, and I began to notice,
The sun began to rise, showering me with kisses,
I began to see a light in the end of a dark tunnel,
And I found the within myself the motivation to reach it.

LC:15
Finding lord was truly a gift for me and I do wish I learn to acknowledge his Grace more.
January 14, 2021 at 6:21pm
January 14, 2021 at 6:21pm
#1002111
Turing over a leaf as I leave behind,
The memories of my past weeks and months,
I still haven't really realised,
If the previous March has begun or ended.
Time has been cheating itself for so long now.
I've lost all track of where I really am.
Along with the motivation to keep on moving,
Hoping that someday it'll hit, and I'll be able to move on.

LC:8


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