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Love;
Is it precious? Or poisonous?
But for sure it's composed of two soul inhabiting in each other heart.
🍁28 April 2018
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The latest Messages 39
2021-03-14 12:44:00
life-aches.the plan was to get better
but there are demons
at every level
the moment you feel like
you’ve won
you then realize that the more you advance
the more you have to lose
and nothing ever gets easier
you just learn better ways
to navigate a life that seemingly
becomes tougher
last year I had nothing
and the emptiness was expected
this year I have more
but the emptiness
continues to haunt me
life is a complex thing
that can’t be solved with things
and maybe I’m beginning to realize
the unimportance of material items
maybe the toughness of it all
is making me stronger
r.h. sin
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454 views09:44
2021-03-13 13:32:43
One July evening, they found themselves walking by the ocean, eating grape popsicles, their bare feet sinking in the wet sand. They looked around and realized they were the oldest people on the beach.
Marguerite said something about the bikini bathing suits the young girls were wearing and how she would never have the nerve to wear such a thing. Eddie said the girls were lucky, because if she did the men would not look at anyone else. And even though by this point Marguerite was in her mid-40s and her hips had thickened and a web of small lines had formed around her eyes, she thanked Eddie gratefully and looked at his crooked nose and wide jaw. The waters of their love fell again from above and soaked them as surely as the sea that gathered at their feet.
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779 views10:32
2021-03-13 02:59:26
In time, husband and wife began talking again, and one night, Eddie even spoke about adopting. Marguerite rubbed her forehead and said, "We're too old now."
Eddie said, "What's too old to a child?"
The years passed. And while a child never came, their wound slowly healed, and their companionship rose to fill the space they were saving for another. In the mornings, she made him toast and coffee, and he dropped her at her cleaning job then drove back to the pier.
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924 viewsedited 23:59
2021-03-13 01:31:30
LOVE, LIKE RAIN, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.
The accident on Lester Street sent Marguerite to the hospital. She was confined to bed rest for nearly six months. Her injured liver recovered eventually, but the expense and the delay cost them the adoption. The child they were expecting went to someone else. The unspoken blame for this never found a resting place—it simply moved like a shadow from husband to wife. Marguerite went quiet for a long time. Eddie lost himself in work. The shadow took a place at their table and they ate in its presence, amid the lonely clanking of forks and plates. When they spoke, they spoke of small things. The water of their love was hidden beneath the roots.
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915 views22:31
2021-03-12 13:34:50
I may be broken by my past
But I know my worst days, they won't last
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526 views10:34
2021-03-12 06:24:09
Wearing his second set of eyes, he would even squint his original eyes. To top it all, he'd even ask me: "Are we nearing the place?"
Later on I realized that my father is truly getting old. It's now my turn to assist him at times he might need my help, even if he won't ask me to.
Something to write about home (a)
lelouch
@preciouslove
775 viewsedited 03:24
2021-03-12 04:21:15
When you get older
Your wild heart will live for younger days
Think of me if ever you're afraid ...
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777 views01:21
2021-03-11 15:09:50
Escape. Futarinokizuna
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1.0K views12:09
2021-03-11 02:23:28
The days you think you were forgotten
the days I think of you every morning;
your sighs, worries, and fears
resonate at me our laughs and tears.
Had I known when you are crying,
you'd have seen me running
close to you, like we're never apart
reserving for you a soft spot in my heart.
old haunts
lelouchclassa
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410 viewsedited 23:23
2021-03-09 23:51:55
you're running a bit late. don't hate. yourself or anyone. keep your own pace. the path of knowledge, trace. moments seize. not just anyone you would please. create treaties, not enemies. soon you'll see that well deserved bliss.
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984 views20:51
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