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[a-day-in-fiction]

Remember this:

Regardless of the labels you go by, the labels others prescribe you, what you see when you look in the mirror, or who you believe you are, you are a lovely being of immense worth and purpose. Even if you doubt my words, consider that I hold them true and that you shall never want for my love nor affection if you desire either. For to know you, to even seek to understand you, holds all the weight of gazing into the cosmos and beholding the vast beauty of a wonderful universe yet to be known. 

[another-day-in-fiction]

I'm up to 6 submissions now, I think it's time I stopped to write new material....

[another-day-in-fiction]

Shattered Lies,

Raise them above the truth.

I cannot live up

To life's expectations.

[another-day-in-fiction]

If there is a heart inside my chest,

Then let it break.

If I must feel so lonely,

Then let others feel free.

If my happiness means nothing,

Then I'll just be me.

[another-day-in-fiction]

A story from the madness induced by seizures in my bed...

She gave you one more night to cure your itch. One more night to fight off that bitch. But, your karma comes to flight; Wanting nothing but to destroy your life that night. You lust; You lived; You lied; You made her cry. What now must you do; All to make your life fresh and new? Is it all worth it? In the end, will we care? What will actually happen; When you feel mad enough to continue your affair.. You know nothing of life; Until you've died; Until you've lost it; Until you've lost love; All at the end of a knife. You plead to god; You plead to the heavens. Asking them to make the thoughts go away. Asking them if there's anything you can do; Anything you can say. But the thoughts keep coming. Your lust grows larger; While that one night spreads as it may. What can you do... What can you do... You ask everyone else; Although the answer is inside of you; Even if you refuse to listen... So, you make it clear; Clear that you want far from here. And you make that one last choice; All by listening to your second voice. No more love; No more lust; No more people who won't seem to trust. All of them seem to go away. As you sit on the floor; Looking pensively at heavens door; Hoping no one will care; If you don't wait for tonight; But let your wrists do the talking today..

[another-day-in-fiction]

I’m writing about my love  A love that once bloomed  Into a flower  The flower was you 

[another-day-in-fiction]

The feel of her skin when I described the touch; the sound of her laugh as her voice came through the pages. Immortal between the lines and distantly in fantasy, it's the hope for words to come true that drive my pen. 

[another-day-in-fiction]

I put my life into words; You cussed me out. I put my pain into loving you; Yet you hated me too. Where do we go from here?