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The line between life,
and Death,
is quite thin.
They both steal moments,
from your precious soul.
And allow time to tick,
and tock,
tick,
and tock.
Life's first plaintive cry,
was stolen from death.
We were all never to breathe,
Humanity had to strike his hand,
for him to lose grasp.
Falling,
still in slumber,
into the rough hold of life.
It is then,
we awaken
from our once eternal slumber.
We draw our first breath,
and cry.
Unlike Death's sweet embrace,
Life's is rough and painful.
We jump from her,
to run back to a sweet embrace.
Soon enough,
we see Death as he looms.
Quickly,
Quietly,
he hushes our breath,
stills our tongue,
and closes our eyes.
And we sleep.
and Death,
is quite thin.
They both steal moments,
from your precious soul.
And allow time to tick,
and tock,
tick,
and tock.
Life's first plaintive cry,
was stolen from death.
We were all never to breathe,
Humanity had to strike his hand,
for him to lose grasp.
Falling,
still in slumber,
into the rough hold of life.
It is then,
we awaken
from our once eternal slumber.
We draw our first breath,
and cry.
Unlike Death's sweet embrace,
Life's is rough and painful.
We jump from her,
to run back to a sweet embrace.
Soon enough,
we see Death as he looms.
Quickly,
Quietly,
he hushes our breath,
stills our tongue,
and closes our eyes.
And we sleep.
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Mother
You told me to not swear, yet you would swear at me daily You told me to not lie, yet you would lie to me everyday You told me that you loved me, yet I was a burden to you daily. You told me that I needed to be perfect, but what was perfection in your eyes? You told me that I failed you, but you failed me all my life You told me that you would protect me, but I needed protection from you You told me that I wasn't allowed to cry, but you were the one that made me cry You told me that you would help me, but I was the one always helping you Everyday the words still haunt me, but each day you told me to move on Everyday I can vision your anger, but each day I pretended it never really happened Everyday I hear your voice, but each day I tell myself what you have told me Everyday I needed your protection, but each day I reminded myself that I had to do this alone Mom, I still cant forget the things you have said and done, but each day i grow stronger Mom, apologies wont change a damn
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No One Left Behind
Headlights blaze down a wooded highway going just over the speed limit. Three figures could be seen from the faint glow of the dashboard and the light of the passenger's phone. A female with her hair pulled back drove the silver car. She had her head propped against her fingertips, elbow braced against the window. Her fingertips lightly pressed and massaged her temples and forehead, as if trying to fight off a growing headache. Her face was was drawn with circles deep under her eyelids. She wasn't wearing makeup, but even that probably wouldn't had masked her fatigue. She wore a thick brown coat over a her black long sleeved blouse to keep th
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Clocks
I wish I could cup every word
You've ever hurled at me in my fist;
They would writhe, like a half-alive bird
Caught in the shadows tendrils
of their own reaping.
I like to think that I would
Open my hand, slowly,
Let them drip out,
The sand filling the hourglass
Since the last time I spoke your name.
However, I have the constant compulsion
to bring my cupped palms to my mouth
and swallow; to taste these balled up fists
and let them slam against my ribcage;
Let you destroy me from the inside out.
Dear ticking clock,
Thank you for teaching me to fall down
and forget how to stand back up.
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A little wording on the thoughts of life and Death.
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Preview Image does not belong to me, but a brilliant artist.
Comments always appriciated and read!
Constructive criticism is appriciated!
Any feedback is appriciated!
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That was beautiful ^^