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a boy strengthened through suffering having finally felt humilities lessons over and over a man when he relaizes he knows so little.. a man feels very deeply but controls that which moves him.. he conceals the wounds of which his younger self would express.. he learns to care in a deeper way than si...

all the mistakes leading to you
havent made it there yet
but everything i am knows
and fighting to grow
fighting to learn
to be the best i am for you

amongst everything a walking contradiction unto itself after a while somewhat boring to realize morality and ethics....reason and motivation yet beautiful for its genius born from its own stupidity some walking some running toward the same place in infinite ways, perhaps of which holds the most mean...

glad you enjoyed and related to cameltoe

thank you i agree

in this disconnect a rediscovering of what is lost the prescence of your absence the fading of anger resentment confusion a mellow sun filtering through the dark its in the way you dont care anymore the silence you give speaking volumes dulled expression the subtle behavior, ashes, no longer on fire...

years gone by the same
now the inside keeps trying
to stop the turning
to get back and stay on the other side
of the circle

i miss these feelings...lol

at the end of the day what do i ask?
and the answer is
a cold drink a good song
a roof
and an emptiness that fills all too well

i felt this piece strongly well done very deep

this subject is very dynamic very complex...
fear as well as love can and is the most powerful force
yet the weakest in certain cases
in one case it motivates
in another it makes one stagnate...
fear is not not bad no more evil than love is
its simply another indication of realization

it is the greatest glory yet the strongest of the wretched to be taught is once to know is twice to accept is once again to carry out through wisdom is what the birth was meant for but oh how we fail to take action we find more reason not to than reason's purpose is you can be the wisest of men and ...

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It is no coincidence
that every different
fortune cookie
is telling you the same thing...

heres to the ones i have forgotten and the ones i wish i wouldnt have the ones i was too selfish to call those who deserved a hello all the lives that touched me and never knew if it werent for them i wouldnt be typing you all loved me and im eternally grateful for the ones who grew to hate me who l...