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Love's like oxygen
It does not have to be pure...
by Ben Pickard
I waited for you
where the sun meets the sea...
I was at school
Secretly waiting for you...
by Christen Kuikoua
Amidst war's guilt, in solitude I tread,
Where envy's venom seeps into my core...
In ymest depths, a yearning doth enfold,
An unseeded love, a tale yet untold...
In the depths of love's vast expanse,
A yearning burns, a desperate chance...
Maybe finding someone to share everything with is not the point.
Maybe the point is to feel fulfilled in the self-consciousness of individuality.
I needed you like the desert needs rain, to fill the cracks on the surface and nourish the deep soil.
Turns out you were the sun.
I am not a stranger
No I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore