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  • Choice

    To love and to hate.The words caress each other,intertwining in connection.A bond as one.Vibrations shake themuntil they collapsein a heap of contradictions.The "it's complicated"rising from the crash

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  • Someone to Love

    What morals have I?What values do I keep?Betrayal of ourselves and mind-can I be healed while I weep?I look into the horizonand I see nothing but fear.I try to keep ...

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“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
— Emily Dickinson