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I won't be here forever
with that being said
Are you happy with the last words you said to me?
Or the time between talks
the distance in our walks
How would you feel if you never got to see me again?
Death can happen to anyone
It can happen at anytime
Do you comprehend what i'm trying to get you to see?
You can make excuses if you want
put me lower on your priorities
You can even ignore me when im alone and in need of a friend
But when its my time
And I've walked too far
I hope your conscience will one day find peace
Because you'll feel the guilt
of abandoning a friend
And watched from afar as I crawled slowly to my end
with that being said
Are you happy with the last words you said to me?
Or the time between talks
the distance in our walks
How would you feel if you never got to see me again?
Death can happen to anyone
It can happen at anytime
Do you comprehend what i'm trying to get you to see?
You can make excuses if you want
put me lower on your priorities
You can even ignore me when im alone and in need of a friend
But when its my time
And I've walked too far
I hope your conscience will one day find peace
Because you'll feel the guilt
of abandoning a friend
And watched from afar as I crawled slowly to my end
Literature
It hurt
It hurt you know,
Falling for you.
I felt very bump and bang,
Every bruise and break.
I tried to hold on,
I tried to slow down,
I tried to stop.
But it was inevitable.
Gravity was too much,
It kept pulling me down
To you.
And when I landed,
When I hit the ground
At your feet
I could barely breathe.
It was too much
For anyone to handle
Let alone me.
But I watched you reach down,
And felt you pick me up.
You gathered together
All my broken pieces
And worked for days
Making me whole again.
It took time
But I finally realised
That for me to fall down to you
Meant that you
Had fallen too.
So once I was rebuilt
I searched for your missing p
Literature
My assassin's suicide
私のキラーの自殺
Watashi no kirā no jisatsu
The touch of your sword's curve is sweet,
How willing, I, as it pervades.
The metal cuts through dark and sweeps
With the cold its keening invades.
Full rending with each fluent stroke,
Diaphanous silk's white tempest.
In swirling vortex palest cloak,
Floating tachi shadow's clearest.
When at last the time comes untold
Will your sword lay alongside mine,
At the last when peace should enfold,
Will you join and lay yourself there,
Or, broken, will betray us, as
Century wind lays our bones bare.
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First time
I have had many things stolen from me.
From the simplest things.
When I was 5 my first play station.
7, my first kiss.
And when I was 14, my first time.
Most people imagine their first time
as this beautiful moment,
Candles on the side of the bed.
Marvin Gaye playing in the background.
And this perfect collision of bodies.
Like during a sunset,
The way purple and pink clash so beautifully.
And that absolute moment of pleasure.
But instead of screaming his name,
I was screaming for help.
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Written for many people. Think about everyone you know, That you care about. how would you feel if you never saw them again... If you thought for one second that they wouldnt be there tomorrow would you try to talk to them today? I'm not suggesting you drop your important duties in your life for anyone, but this poem is suggesting that you treasure those you hold dear and care for them as much as you tell them you care. Because life is short, so check your priorities.
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All in all, a well written poem. It manages to sustain itself with its meter, has a decent rhythm, is straightforward about what it expects from the title, and it is decently portraying the poem's message.
Nothing in particular to critique. Its well written.