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When a person goes missing, your mind traverses the peaks of the could and maybes until you fall down the slopes and hit the lake of what ifs. Fearing the worst and then some more, you expect to find nothing more than a still and lifeless body of the being that you once knew.
You search and search with your manipulated mind becoming a map of the roads they once took and the paths they soon might. You define them by who they are, never once letting the thought cross your mind that maybe... just maybe it's what they are capable of when you least expect it that makes them the person you love.
And when you finally find the missing person, there is no lifeless body. No dull eyes and stiff limbs caught in dark corners unawares. The worst didn't happen, and you think you would sigh in relief. Your body wants to. But for a second the skittish thought crosses your mind. Instead of a broken body, you've found a broken soul.
And which is worse?
You search and search with your manipulated mind becoming a map of the roads they once took and the paths they soon might. You define them by who they are, never once letting the thought cross your mind that maybe... just maybe it's what they are capable of when you least expect it that makes them the person you love.
And when you finally find the missing person, there is no lifeless body. No dull eyes and stiff limbs caught in dark corners unawares. The worst didn't happen, and you think you would sigh in relief. Your body wants to. But for a second the skittish thought crosses your mind. Instead of a broken body, you've found a broken soul.
And which is worse?
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Pounding thoughts
The death of hope came to my door tonight.
Screaming with rage and pounding my head with hate.
And through my hate I start to think...
That if I'm alone I can not hate...
And when I let go... this connection breaks...
A part of me is broken ...another part is silent.
Silent tears and cries not spoken.
Bitter in other places...
This connection is breaking.
And these are moments when caring is just too hard to do.
Because its getting harder to just stay.
I just cant stay in this darkness anymore.
When my light simply closes when you bring me words of no courage...
Lights come on at the end of the tunnel now.
But you are not th
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For Me
For the world you are nothing
but one of its million organisms.
For a country you are nothing
but a worker, a civilian.
For a town you are nothing
but a resident.
For me you are everything:
all that I require
all that I want
for now and always.
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Missing
My heart sheds a lonely tear,
Every time I see you coming near.
Our soul sings a sad song,
As you are no longer here to sing along.
This pen leaks ink as it weeps,
Leaving oozing gashes across the page.
These bleeding words cry out in desperation,
Longing to tell you what they're trying to say.
But alas, my words fall upon deaf ears.
You've changed, your mind's been rearranged.
Your heart, it bleeds, lacking warmth,
Is stone in your chest.
And your poor soul,
Has been left in it's unmarked grave,
Never to be seen or heard of,
ever again.
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Overall Vision Originality Technique ImpactI was immediately struck by the deep sadness but also the underlying fervour and hope. This ultimately makes for really interesting reading, especially as it's written so smoothly and flows from sentence to paragraph with ease. This is the sort of thing alot of people struggle with, to actually connect the reader before they've started to engage what the piece is about, so excellent job on that behalf <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/s…" width="15" height="15" alt="
" title=" (Smile)"/>The actual topic itelf is very philosophical and actually goes deeper down the rabbit hole than you might expect, which is an unusual surprise for its length. But this allows it to not intimidate with long scrolling tomes-worth of text and gets down to the real deal instantly.
I love the way you have used phrases such as "could and maybes" and "what ifs" early on, coupled with metaphorical background with the mountains and lakes emphasising the up and downs that come with doubting something. Again, this makes for easy reading but doesn't diminish the impact as a whole.
A stunning read, by a stunning person <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/h…" width="15" height="13" alt="
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