Thoughts on regret and choosing bliss over dreams.
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Truest Language:
Words are useless,
weak against the silence.
They cannot express
what an embrace that lingers
whispers without sound.
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Lonely Exit:
He laid bedridden,
His sense of touch flew,
Sight forbidden,
The end drew.
His taste vanished,
From his breath, a farewell kiss.
We're really lonely at the end.
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Sanity:
Very momentous,
Yet unseen, uncertain still
Think about it.
What does sanity mean to you?
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