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Somehow

I write to an audience that doesn’t reply (but I always keep receiving reviews which is really overwhelming). I don’t get much shares or reblogs. But I like the idea that people read them regardless.

It’s okay if you don’t post that button, but I hope my writings give impact to someone, whether good or bad, it’s good to know that someone out there was moved by my words.

I just want to make you feel the spectrum of emotions.

Wish

If I could wish upon a star

I’d wish to be taken somewhere far

Away from people who pretend to care

Away from people who want to love but don’t care

If I were to find a four leaf clover

I’d wish to start this life all over

Rewrite my mistakes of the past

Rewrite mistakes I learned to regret so fast

But all I have are broken mirrors

and innocent black cats

A mind full of antique memories and old acts

An empty space with no love to share

And people,

People who pretend to care

words

one is made of letters

properly sequenced,

in an order

to be able to deliver its meaning.

layered with tissue,

capable of breaking

and while a heart that can beat,

look alive

and still be empty

at the same time,

there are words that sprouted

from metaphors,

rhymes,

that are nothing less than

ironies.

beautiful

yet

meaningless.