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Eyes wide open, crying Heart thought things would work out, at the start, Tears of sadness, piercing stone When he left her, she felt all alone. Love of her life, gone away, Her sole wish was that he'd stay. She moved herself to get to him, But,it made no difference since he'd already been taken. She'd give him everything he wanted, She wanted him to be happy with her, life would be sorted. But, there were others who vied for him, He'd let them fall for him and the fools rushed in. From amongst the sadness, The past also held moments of gladness, Laughter and smiles abounded whilst she basked in his presence, She sang, danced and learnt some important life lessons, She wanted to be his gift, His muse that guarateed an instant mood lift, If he'd want her to let go, she'd willingly comply because she wanted his dreams to soar sky high Then confusion ensued and care was lost, Energy and wasted time was the blatant cost, She still couldn't see with her eyes wid

You capture the essence of me, You capture my beauty and blow bubbles with it. Bubbles that magnify the beauty that every moment life brings with it, You capture the essence of me. In everything that you do, You align yourself to my soul. With your words, you paint your world before my eyes and I see you. You make this journey seem like passing moments. You make me appreciate m e for being me. People go through lifetimes not experiencing what I have experienc ed with you. At long last Ive found a love that is a wellspring of life. If this is what true love is all about, let me be a spout that spills it over. Come let us share the feeling, Of the cooln ess of the breeze, The rising of the sun, The sights an d sounds that each new day brings with it, Let us share each seed of a feeling, Let it blossom into beautiful memories, You compel me to write a a piece on love, so here it is, straight from my heart. Earth a school ro

Samples in plain sight for all to see, examples of how not to be, Using the wrong tools for the right work, All stupidity I should have rather shirked, How could I avoid a mistake in the first place? Good and bad were so well interlaced , So many slight actions, slight signs, slight words, Hello! Something's wrong here! I always find myself being nice, then I look back and say, I should have thought twice, work-analyse-regret and again work-analyse-regret, Seems like a chain of actions that repeats itself, and then I fret and forget, I can see a pattern emerging here, It is replete with passiveness and fear, although there is a superhuman within, I fail to feed it and it grows thin, Took a chance on something and someone that seemed remotely worthwhile, I took to heart, useless feeedback ,with a forced smile. Didn't know where to run, didn't know where to hide I saw smiling faces all around me, yet I sensed that there was going to be a landslide, I needed to break this cycl