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Published: 2019-03-19 12:28:33 +0000 UTC; Views: 623; Favourites: 13; Downloads: 0
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And so I'll keep on hiding insideuntil the outside world changes
to be something I can accept.
-or-
Until I give up on who I am
and let reality sculpt me
into something she'd still neglect.
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you've improved my friend
often fewer words say more
more often than not
..
but allow me to say more-
F U C K the outside world!!
there's no need to depend on it, no need to w8
and there's no need to worry it will consume you.
im saying this because the subject of this poem hits very close to heart
so
im saying this because I need to hear it..
we need to let go of our illusions
like that life didnt neglect us when we were younger
truth is
the only ones that never neglect us are the ones that care
and we must shine our care back at them
its not easy, but if we hold the important things close
no one else can sculpt us! we are being sculpted
RIGHT NOW.
by our pain and suffering- and equally
by the love and joy
we have inside
.
anyway~
love you Yohamz <3
it's GloPoWriMo so come back
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Your adorable, beautifully dumb, pattern-free way of typing always fills me with motivation and joy, you know that?
I've been taking cover from those who do care, seems like I'm still a tad bit scared, but I know I'll get back out there in no time, I have faith in both them and myself UwU
Thank you so much for this comment, Zaki
It had a much bigger impact than you'd think
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owwo ~Zaki is what my brother calls me, hehe
im very glad to to have helped even a little bit my friend <3
and your wonderful compliments..
("..beautifully dumb...")
..helped make my day a little brighter!!
as long as you have faith, it'll be fine
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butterflies remind me of how magnificently a human can... "evolve".
ya know, like they're allowing the filth of this earth and its people to engulf them... at one point their tolerance break, which urges the shackles of their wings to break free.
they earn freedom from their former sufferings, and learn to fly, and learn to come across more complex sufferings, and that's how their life comes to an end;
beautifully struggling and ultimately letting their wings rest and rust, because they've met all their expectations.
sorry for such a peculiar semi-rant(?)
heart-fluttering work, as always.
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That's one way to look at it *~*
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