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Literature Text
Who could love
a basket case like me?
I'm in a constant state
of psychomachia
with a terrible case
of chronic alexithymia.
So if you choose to pass,
I understand.
For I would do the same.
Allow me
to give you
a hand.
a basket case like me?
I'm in a constant state
of psychomachia
with a terrible case
of chronic alexithymia.
So if you choose to pass,
I understand.
For I would do the same.
Allow me
to give you
a hand.
Literature
He Loves Me Not
A rose sat on the table,
He promised it would never die,
And when it was worn and withered,
I did not cry.
It's not what I expected,
I knew the rose would not grow,
Into a lumbering, majestic tree,
That in the wind would flow.
The petals fell, one by one,
Browned under the burning sun,
Scattered across the table and chairs,
Worn and withered without a care.
And when the rose finally snapped,
I let out a deep sigh,
The weight of the world,
Broke its' neck,
But I did not cry.
I already knew what to think,
When I saw your face,
But I learned how not to speak,
When it wasn't my time or place.
I played your little game,
And w
Literature
Endless Love
During the winter, you are my warmth
During the spring, you are my flower
During the summer, you are my sunshine
During the fall, you are my color
I want to hold you close to me everyday
I want to dream in your eyes
I want to be the reason why you smile
Looking at the night time sky,
I gave each star in the universe a
reason why I love you so
I eventually ran out of stars,
but I still have more reasons for why
I love you dearly and with all my heart and soul
My love for you is endless
All year round, Forever,
Beyond time, Endless
Countless.
Literature
Answer to love
Love is blind,
Not designed.
Let emotions take over your mind,
You won't find love when confined.
Make it an adventure,
Stop worrying about the future.
Live to make mistakes and failure,
It'll only make love so much sweeter.
The possibilities are always endless,
Never say its hopeless.
Don't be afraid to scream and confess,
Express you're obsessed with finding success to suppress the distress.
Love is to suffer,
Not because it is torture.
It is because we suffer to find love and be together,
So we could heal our hearts with each other.
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