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@theerrantmoon
Il valore di una persona si misura nella maniera in cui preserva la propria dignità.
Tra il silenzio, vorrei sparire.
Avvolta dalla luce lontana delle stelle, dissolvermi.
Capiscimi anima affranta,
devo lasciare la mia dimora,
mentre tu l'hai lasciata da tempo,
residente nella casa del vento.
Eventi improvvisi sconvolsero e turbarono la mia mente,
silenzioso passava il maestrale al largo di orizzonti lontani che solo avevo sognato e che domani sentirò come un respiro vivo sulla pelle.
Comprendimi mentre ti incammini nei regni plasmati dagli oniri da solo, lasciami ancora un istante sull'uscio vuoto con i bagagli dispersi, lontana nella mia visione frammentaria, così radicata.
La casa ancora mi è cara, fonte di nostalgia.
Nuovi orizzonti aspettano che io volga lo sguardo finché le turbolenze non ci riporteranno sulla nostra terra, sempre distanti, unici e soli. Ed è anche lì, dove, il mondo davvero ci appartiene.
Osservo.
Ferma, immobile.
I rigoli di acqua, limpida e fredda, scivolano sul vetro, le gocce deformano il paesaggio.
Io soltanto osservo. E vedo quanto l'animo umano sia volubile e quanto in un secondo si possa creare o distruggere.
Immobile osservo, il paesaggio mutato nella foschia e nella pioggia.
E tu se ci sei comunque sei lontano.
Ti osservo, immerso nella tua propria vita, lontana dalla mia, alla mia così intrecciata, ma non posso fare a meno di sentirmi sola, anche con la tua mano nella mia, perché c'è troppo dolore nel dare tutto di sé stessi e avere solo il minimo per sé, si muore dentro a prendersi cura e ad amare chi non ci ama e ci ferisce, senza pensare alle conseguenze, senza temere di perderci o distruggerci.
SHADOW
It's what I see around us,
between us.
It's still in the depths of your soul
this shadow.
I try to keep the darkness away
but my smile is not enough,
not even the sparks we can feel
when my eyes meet your eyes
when our souls connect
and I feel the flame burning;
that flame you keep hidden in your hands
and you try to extinguish,
don't you know it's eternal?
Why letting it throw and increase all these scary shadows around
while it's still fighting in your hands?
If you let it out
everything will be wrapped by light,
our anger,
our fears,
our pride,
our doubts,
everything will dissolve in flames, everything will be conquered by love.
A real stable man is not sharing posts about his private life with an harem of only female friends into a private account, excluding from it his girlfriend, a real man is NOT lying or hiding things... A real man has no need to hide because he is honest and doesn't need to feed his fragile ego entertaining hungry monkeys on the web to have likes and comments to boost his ego, stepping on the girlfriend, playing games with her feelings, just to keep his selfish needs satisfied.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost @theterrorbingo fill: hammock
The most coward person is a man who abandons his woman to seek attention from other females to feed his fragile ego with likes and comments from them. And the most pitiful thing is when he tries to hide this shameful behaviour instead of correcting it. He doesn't care how badly he hurts the feelings of a good loyal person, he doesn't care if his ghosting makes the other experience anxiety or panic attacks, he doesn't care if he hides his posts from her but shares them and his private life only with other females online, excluding his woman and humiliating her, stepping on her kind heart and crushing her trust. No, he doesn't care, as long as his selfish needs will be satisfied.
Despite you broke me badly, crushing my heart and trust, I still wish good to you, I still pray for the well being of you and your family.
Despite you mistreated me and played with my heart and feelings and abandoned me, my only desire is only your happiness, to see you happy and to see you smile.
Despite you spit and turned your back on all good God gave to you, I still pray that karma and Gods will have mercy.
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Buria 😢
Yes, insecure boy who needs to feed his ego with likes and comments and has always time to entertain his monkeys online... 🙈
😯
The son of the wind runs so fast, he is so beautiful when he passess nearby, I can't avoid to look at him. So I take a look of his perfect strong body and blush a lot, smiling back at him. Then I lower my gaze to avoid his and I don't even notice when he gets closer and places an arm around my waist and, pulling me closer, he kisses me sweetly, on my lips. I blush even more at this sudden contact and kiss him back with love and passion. Son of the wind is so strong and handsome as he holds me while I feel weak on my legs.
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Son of the wind is so sweet and caring, makes me smile again, after the bad storm passed, he protected me and now he is kissing me and holding me in his arms.