Tag: sad
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[128] The Constant Struggle
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a mere appearance of wisdom a mind full of questions a laugh full of deceit what will I really be? Imperfect memories make me Unformed thoughts are my pillars When change is the only constant what will I really be? What I am is not what I was What I will really be is not…
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[127] Life: A Parody
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Aren’t we all just parodies of our true selves? Trying to feign reality but only becoming an amusement in return. We are always striving for the illusory knowledge of ourselves but all we find is an illusory illusion which breaks when we probe further. Where does the answer to the quest of our journey lie?…
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[127] Life: A Parody
Aren’t we all just parodies of our true selves? Trying to feign reality but only becoming an amusement in return. We are always striving for the illusory knowledge of ourselves but all we find is an illusory illusion which breaks when we probe further. Where does the answer to the quest of our journey lies?…
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[126] I Can’t Help You
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A cry for help falls deaf when it leaves your lips not because I can’t hear but because I can’t help Your tired eyes leave me to turn inward and explode within I just watch this explosion as a spectacle in return Hopeless & morbid I turn attention towards what I am feeling as a…
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[125] Blip On The Radar
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To become a blip on your radar is the aim I carry my life with for you To transform from insignificant to significant in your world is the aim I assemble my thoughts by Is it right though? To obsess over you like a spy The only goal becomes the actual goal and not this…
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[124] We Live To Die Again
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The lie of your fragrance it keeps me alive The lingering waves of the ocean of truth sweeps me aside I lie here with your distant memory to make me alive But the boredom of everyday existence sweeps me aside A whisper of unsaid things curl around my lips again to watch you not knock…
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[123] Promote Your Blog Here
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Hi fellow bloggers, In 2017, I started this blog with the intention of becoming a consistent writer. In 1 year I’ve gained 1,100 followers with 33,500 views but I feel like I don’t know the people who read my blog enough. So, as I delve deep into this community of WordPress, I want to know…
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[122] The Secret of My Life
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I sleep to hide and to not utter the secrets that I distort in my mind As your assumed reaction destroys me into a doomed fraction of mankind that tries to live a truthful life I wake to run from the dreams of your demise that are etched like the tattoo on your skin that…
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[121] Pursuit of Stillness
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So focused on where I’m going I forget where I am Loneliness masked as solitude Caught in a corrupt mind’s reverence The evil masked as aspiration I live under the devil’s imminent invitation unconcerned and unperturbed The nihilism and existentialism soothe and caress my worries but does it make them go away? for that, I…
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[120] The Glory of Silence
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There’s both glory and doom in knowing yourself. The glory is that self-awareness helps you to not make mistakes. The doom is that you still make mistakes and you are self-aware about it. You suffer. You feel like your suffering knows no bound. No one’s suffering can compare with yours. But then you listen to…
Smoke words every day. 