

IdealSupposed to doesn't exist Its just preconception, misconception, Idealism in its finest, most unrefined form, Unprocessed sugar. Sweet but mostly useless.Ideal


Meant to LiveMeant for so much more.Meant to Live
For sounds like silken moths from sea shells.
For the sting of the sea on
new scratches from running in the woods.
For heartache and resurrection, strength with or without dignity. Come out fighting.
For mud on a
smiling face and the smell of tiger lilies.


No one is laughingSo close I can feel your breath on my fingertips. I can see you looking for me in my eyes.No one is laughing
I lamented in the past, so devoid of memory. And now. Now memory is
everything.


DefinitionAs my mind wrestled with reality, painful reality, it wrought lies from nothing and bitterness from dark.Definition
Screams substituted by fists made less noise and so it was.
Now it is clearer. The pain not so sharp. Still there but a little less
shiny.
And I realize you've no fault.
The world's to blame. And you can't live on love
alone.
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