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You told me I was special
and I was unchained.
For once in my life,
who I was didn't matter,
I was special just the way I was,
even if only to you.
But then I was reminded
why I locked my heart away
to begin with.
You were my whole world,
but I,
I was just another
in a line
stretching to the sun.
And just like that,
I was no longer special,
just like him,
just like her,
just like everyone else
you've ever lied to.
The wounds I had tried
so hard to keep closed
suddenly wouldn't stop gushing
and I felt my life drain away
onto my pillow,
smothered in salt.
Lying about it isn't what cuts
even honeysuckle lies
still taste sweet,
no,
the worst part is
I believed you
and I was unchained.
For once in my life,
who I was didn't matter,
I was special just the way I was,
even if only to you.
But then I was reminded
why I locked my heart away
to begin with.
You were my whole world,
but I,
I was just another
in a line
stretching to the sun.
And just like that,
I was no longer special,
just like him,
just like her,
just like everyone else
you've ever lied to.
The wounds I had tried
so hard to keep closed
suddenly wouldn't stop gushing
and I felt my life drain away
onto my pillow,
smothered in salt.
Lying about it isn't what cuts
even honeysuckle lies
still taste sweet,
no,
the worst part is
I believed you
Literature
Magic
Come with me,
And you will see,
The magic inside -
Where fires tell stories,
Words have meaning,
And honor is love -
Where games connect,
Songs speak,
And peace is everywhere -
This is my love,
My home,
And my world -
Where if you need a friend,
Then I will come,
And there is many more,
Where I come from -
This is real,
Not a dream,
So come and see,
The magic,
With me.
Literature
Twinkling
Up and up we fly,
Far away, into the sky;
We live our life,
Wandering free,
Among the clouds,
Looking down upon thee.
A glimpse into your life,
As we pass by.
Glancing into your window,
And seeing the treasure hidden inside.
The stars upon your walls,
Twinkling, they cast light across the room.
A pause to admire, then we fly,
Back to our nests, nestled against the sky.
Literature
The Only One
Some people said my words are fake because they sound so beautiful,
That it is always a good prudence to feel that things feel too good to be true.
People are not supposed to care, to see beauty in the plainest of things.
It's just like beliefs are not supposed to be true and there's no such thing as true love too.
Still I continued to write out all the beautiful things I know,
Trust in love that feels too good to be true,
Care for people I should never have cared for,
And never once looked to you.
But now you are the only one I speak to,
The only one who's heard all my ugly stories of love,
The only one who have always seen through
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this is shocking and emotional. i like it