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    Life

    Really is

    An unspeakable

    Void of possibility

    Flowing endlessly in air

    Gathers souls so great

    Naked eye

    See

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    "Sleep, sleep" the little angel's hymn
    She can't fall into the depths of dream
    As the devil whispers into her ear
    "Child, awake! Awake! Listen to me clear."

    The devil is always lurking in the shadow
    Devouring her soul into great, great, great sorrow
    Casting the angel to fall, fall, fall
    Into the depth, with forlorn, she barely crawl

    As the angel walks alone with despair in the night
    She saw a light, a light, a light so bright
    And she saw heaven, heaven, heaven with such lure
    And there, she saw fellow angels whose smiles are pure

    Pulled by the blaze , she entered the den of light
    Mesmerized by the view, she felt right, right, right
    A pat in her back, a beautiful woman appear
    "Child, this is the right place to make the devil hide with fear."

    Burden, burden, burden, still crawling into her sleeve
    The first day was tough, tough, despondency still never leave
    Leaving, she stopped, for she heard words
    Words that in an instant, changed her world

    " With sadness within you, you cannot fly. "
    Those words, words, words struck her and cry
    She break down with tears, her heart became a pillow
    So soft, so sensitive, so naive , her beauty were no sign of yellow

    From time to time, her sad, lonely sigh turns to radiant smile
    The sadness she felt, she felt and held, passed away from mile to mile
    Because of her determination to gain friends and peers, she's change
    She never knew, knew, knew the beauty hiding in the world she had engage

    As the sun rises in the east, the angel smiled wide
    As she found a new talent she'd never, never, never hide
    A day was saved, face so blue turns to yellow
    Discovering things worth focusing of made her heart mellow

    She never knew that this will happen
    Always thought, she would end up with a heart so broken, broken
    Factors affecting her life changed her in a blink, blink, blink of an eye
    The fallen angel rises to the sky flying for freedom, flying high

    The return of the devil, caused her no fear, fear, fear
    All the things happened made her understand clear
    "Child, fear! Fear me for I returned, returned to my precious wrath"
    "No more fear, when there is love." The angel's soft hymn lead her to the right path

    @mirakee #mirakee

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    Angel's Hymn

    "No more fear, when there is love." The angel's soft hymn lead her to the right path
    ©messystylograph

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    Pain is like fresh wounds. The pain is still deep, the fresh wound still visible, but time will come that the wound will heal and the pain will fade. All it takes is patience to ease the pain within us. Be patient.

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    Pain and Patience

    "Patience is really a virtue."

    Pain is like fresh wounds. The pain is still deep, the fresh wound still visible, but time will come that the wound will heal and the pain will fade. All it takes is patience to ease the pain within us. Be patient.
    ©messystylograph

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    The things around me are like the Early Lumiere film
    My ears heard nothing, nothing but his painful hymn
    The feelings I've been trying to stop burst out in tear
    For my heart can only feel the word itself fear

    I asked myself; Why did he did this?
    I feel useless as I think myself inside this crisis
    There he is, waiting for my unreasonable reaction
    I can't think much clearly for this unclear vision

    He hold my hand and said those words
    Those words I've waited, those words I've wanted
    Right now, this moment turned into hours
    Hours that my heart filled with agony myself hunted

    "Sorry, but I don't love you anymore."
    His words stung like bees biting over honey
    I don't know what to do, I don't know what to say
    For my sanity break down like jigsaw puzzles broken

    I just want to wake up in this unexpected nightmare
    But this is the reality I've just faced
    His body wasn't here anymore, nor his shadows
    But his painful words, are still here inside my soul

    #poetry

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    His Painful Words

    "Sorry, but I don't love you anymore. "
    ©messystylograph

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    Facing Reality

    Weak people find ways to escape reality, stronger people overcome the harsh ways of reality.
    ©messystylograph