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Rewrite 73When it comes time for me to view The few colored leaves that hang On the cold barren branchesRewrite 73
Empty seats where songbirds once perched The day is reflected in me When dusk falls And nighttime claims the sky Deaths alter ego appears The warmth of life burns inside me My past spent becomes the ashes They soon form my deathbed Destroyed by what created and sustained me I see this and grow stronger Loving more than ever what I must give up forever


Patient WaitingWhat is this feeling, That echoes in my heart?Patient Waiting
It's just so unfamiliar, It gave me such a start!
To think that you could get a pang deep within your soul
When you think of matters That you have no control.
It makes me wonder what you expect From such a mutt as me
For I've never liked this self of mine, I can't see what you see.
But if you think a peasant Is fit to wed the Queen,
Then I can try to please you, To live up to what is seen.
My opinion of myself Has never been the plus,
Fountain
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Every second the world edges closer to destruction
How've you been? :3
youllneverguessthisperson
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"Munceste ca un sclav, porunceste ca un rege, creeaza ca un zeu"
~Constantin Brâncusi~
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"Munceste ca un sclav, porunceste ca un rege, creeaza ca un zeu"
~Constantin Brâncusi~
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