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She is a poised madness and this is her corner. Poetry, quotes, aesthetics, books and songs. All writing in this channel is copyrighted.

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My lone moments are for my soul. Now I understand what she meant by you're not competing against anyone, just with me, myself, and I.

I believe in walking to the other side of this life in silence. Find silence and let it overflow.

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Gracie Abrams - That s So True.mp36.46 MB

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I am collecting candles on an evening like their aroma is what brings me back to life. As they weep from the fire that I started, I like to watch them change faces.  It is like losing control while still being in control of your fate. I am gathering a glow on the pitch black world, to fill what I can with peace. As the last flicker of light dies, I wouldn't mind if I let it make me lose control.

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There's a time to walk away from anything or anyone. You'll know it has arrived if you give much more than you receive.

Lily Meola - Daydream.mp37.42 MB

Engraved with a pen of dying purpose you seem to completely own the fact that things change and nothing lasts like a lonely noon, Sleeping peacefully in a graveyard in the remembrance of the wisdom of the crossover stream, Covered with little patches of me like I am still there in that place that is fragile.

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Tory Lanez - The Color Violet.mp38.73 MB

Wafia - Heartburn.mp37.95 MB

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To retort in defiance of the 'now' is to render the past 'you' obsolete, it's to erase the future that you died for.

I dream for another moment in the harness, A lover of the stars would appear from the daunting smokes, I would know the scent of it by name and find solace, I dream for another glance to a woman's curse, A fanatic of her scars would emerge and prance, I would know the scene of survival by heart and find the source of darkness.