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Do you think that lighthouses cry a lot?
Always illuminating,
Always helping,
Always selfless.
Never thanked,
Never celebrated,
Never lauded.
Do you think that lighthouses cry a lot?
Always illuminating,
Always helping,
Always selfless.
Never thanked,
Never celebrated,
Never lauded.
Do you think that lighthouses cry a lot?
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Who I Am, What I Feel
Do you ever get the feeling,
Of existentialism?
I do,
And it's driven me insane since 2006.
Yes, I get nervous.
Yes, I get nostalgic.
Yes, I get scared.
No, I have not felt that surreal, genuine thing yet.
Not what you thought,
Much different.
Don't feel sorry,
Come over and help me. Unlike the others I told.
Unless you've been through what I've been in,
Don't you dare call me selfish,
Don't you dare make me feel ashamed.
You have no business with me.
Don't tell me,
You got it worse than me.
I'm sorry bout' that but,
I need help now.
I can't speak to them,
I get a little bit nervous but I will crumble in humility.
I can't go out,
It's t
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Insanity
I think I've lost my mind,
Don't worry I'm still fine.
It will come back in time.
As I walk this line.
You are out of your head,
You believe you are dead.
But I tell you instead,
You just got out of bed.
It all seems divine,
But it would be a crime,
To receive a sign,
That I have been confined.
Hold on to that thread,
Though your blood drips red.
But what has been said,
Is how you've been lead.
It's hard to conceive,
But I now believe,
Why you chose to leave,
Your reasons are concrete.
My heart you received,
Now I'm left to grieve.
It's easy for me see,
You're not meant for me.
Literature
Perfection.
When you look into the mirror, at your reflection...
That's it.
That's you.
That is perfection.
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A good point indeed.
But your poem is still adorable. And somewhat painful. I think even the most selfless people appreciate a thanks - even though they don't expect it.
But your poem is still adorable. And somewhat painful. I think even the most selfless people appreciate a thanks - even though they don't expect it.