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"If there's a place we go to, after we die,
I'll meet you again."
The little world we live in is far from perfect,
Yet we dream of making it all that it is not.
The little pond we sit by is far from peaceful,
Yet we aspire to change it and make it calm.
The little tree we play in is far from green
Yet we wish to water it again and revive its beauty.
The little hugs we share are far from real,
Yet we still feel the emotion we want to be conveyed.
We have a purpose, you and I,
We shall not give up if it rains as we fly.
The ocean between us, and the land too,
Cannot keep me away from what I long for in you.
We shall fight as long as it needs to be,
We shall persist to see the results full and final.
We shall decide upon waking from this crucial nightmare,
fight alongside the other, clinging onto each other.
"If there's a place we go to, after we die,
I'll meet you again."
The world knows us differently than who we really are,
We show a side, legitimate and easy to understand.
Yet in these little soliloquies, our rays leak out,
And we see each other true and pure, without stains.
Our words are unstained, our feelings virgin,
Our thoughts interlaced, our hearts intertwined.
our love will make us strong, to see what we want to happen,
And it will, before our eyes, before we perish in the attempt.
We have a purpose, it lies within the other,
To heal and help, while believing in another.
The smiles needed to be smiled are there in our hands.
We'll distribute happiness one day, when they'll all understand.
We'll give hope to those who had lost it all once,
We'll be the shoulders for those who lost their loved ones.
We'll do what it takes, till our dreams come true.
And if one of doesn't live, my eyes you'll see through.
The little rays that leak out of our souls when we speak,
Or even in our silence as we glow in their white.
Those little rays of the light we let out with our words,
Will be the sun one day, one day we'll be heard.
"If there's a place we go to, after we die,
I think I'll meet you again."
I'll meet you again."
The little world we live in is far from perfect,
Yet we dream of making it all that it is not.
The little pond we sit by is far from peaceful,
Yet we aspire to change it and make it calm.
The little tree we play in is far from green
Yet we wish to water it again and revive its beauty.
The little hugs we share are far from real,
Yet we still feel the emotion we want to be conveyed.
We have a purpose, you and I,
We shall not give up if it rains as we fly.
The ocean between us, and the land too,
Cannot keep me away from what I long for in you.
We shall fight as long as it needs to be,
We shall persist to see the results full and final.
We shall decide upon waking from this crucial nightmare,
fight alongside the other, clinging onto each other.
"If there's a place we go to, after we die,
I'll meet you again."
The world knows us differently than who we really are,
We show a side, legitimate and easy to understand.
Yet in these little soliloquies, our rays leak out,
And we see each other true and pure, without stains.
Our words are unstained, our feelings virgin,
Our thoughts interlaced, our hearts intertwined.
our love will make us strong, to see what we want to happen,
And it will, before our eyes, before we perish in the attempt.
We have a purpose, it lies within the other,
To heal and help, while believing in another.
The smiles needed to be smiled are there in our hands.
We'll distribute happiness one day, when they'll all understand.
We'll give hope to those who had lost it all once,
We'll be the shoulders for those who lost their loved ones.
We'll do what it takes, till our dreams come true.
And if one of doesn't live, my eyes you'll see through.
The little rays that leak out of our souls when we speak,
Or even in our silence as we glow in their white.
Those little rays of the light we let out with our words,
Will be the sun one day, one day we'll be heard.
"If there's a place we go to, after we die,
I think I'll meet you again."
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Definition of us .
It's midnight and I feel another day snatching you away.
Are you away because that's a way of trying to forget me?
Well darling, hate to rain on your parade but
you never were good at getting me. What for?
We both know my lips are those of rose-like odor and bloodthirsty thorns.
How will you erase the marks I left?
How can you forget my perfume in your dreams?
And we both know you're in for the thrill.
But she doesn't.
You don't even know what a crush is.
The closest you got was a crash - our bodies,
creating an illusion of feelings.
Because you don't even know the definition of Love.
Then again, neither do I, for I have yet to
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Lie Here Forever
We could lie here forever.
I could, easily.
Because I won't move first.
Let's play dead. Lie very, very still.
Till someone calls mercy.
I'll win. I always win.
I can out-stubborn you.
Because we can't lie here forever.
But I won't move. Not until you do.
And I'll still lie here wishing you hadn't.
It makes me think.
Could we lie here forever?
Do you move for the sake of the world around us?
Someone has to call it a day.
Before it starts to get ridiculous.
Before they start to miss us.
I question your commitment to lying here forever.
Wasn't that the plan?
No. No, you move.
You move because I won't.
I'll call you the stron
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t r u t h.
"...I'm in love."
"With who?"
"...you."
"...me too."
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We'll live to see it, my love.
We shall overcome.
We shall overcome.
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A beautifully lovely piece. I just love the repeating of those first two lines, such beauty. Wonderful job.