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My Mind On You

just thinking of you makes me stronger,
since i've always got my mind on you,
i'm still running,
that far away day dream was sincere,
and shines even now,
whatever anxiety you might be full of,
believe in sincerely in your own path,
somehow i could be candid whenever i'm close to you,
i want to become the wind,
to cut through this distance,
if it is real friendship, then it was surely able to,
overcome many things...but separation,
Ballad of the stars... To keep the tears from falling,
I took a big breath.
the separation when we're together is sadder than the desolation when we're apart,
the two of us were always laughing back then,
it hurts to think about you now my friend,
even so i become stronger when i think of you,
Since i always got my mind on you
i'm still running..


Exodus by ~ Reysonense (DA)

Our house is so…
Quiet.
I think,
I see the photographs,
Of our once perfect little family
On the mantelpiece,
And I wonder;
How long has it been?
They say
That a picture tells a thousand words…
And it shows;
Togetherness
Youth
Innocence
Love
… a family.

Maybe,
Just maybe,
Sister-dear is right.
A child ‘me’
Smiles out at the world
From her within frozen glass paradise.
Face like mine
Hair like mine
Smile like mine, too…
But she’s
Nothing
Like the girl I am today.

She’s the little ringlet-haired girl
That I was a year or so again
For better or worse,
Nor as naïve or childish,
As I was so fond of
Pretending to be…
I’m just
Me.
Not truely happy in my own skin
Just yet,
And still breaking down the walls…
But all the
Wiser,
Bloodier,
And stronger
For it in the end.

‘Love’
And ‘Hate’
Are such strange words.
They’re so easy
To think;
So difficult
To say;
And impossible
To understand...
“I hate you”
Or
“I love you”…
If only I could choose one,
Just this once,
And stick to it.

The smiling face
Of a ‘sister’ long since lost
Is an all-too-familiar sight
In my thoughts, prayers and dreams.
‘Dead’
Or even ‘Suicide’…
That’s probably the closest word
To describe her;
Us;
What we all had once.
But now
There are so many questions
That I may never get answers to;
A reality,
That’s still too hard
For me to accept;
And a promise
I’ll never forgive us for making.

But
Even if you’re gone,
You still love me.
And you’ll come back.
You have to.

…
Right...?


-n3Lz