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DoubtsSometimes I wonder if I should accept the love I'm offered.
I can't say it's not beautiful, because it really is amazing.
But I also know that it means so much to the other side, than me.
I just can't appreciate it enough.
And I don't want to ruin something so good.
I know that I could do it, but I don't want to.
What if my eyes catch something I think it's better.
Maybe something something shiny and wrapped up in nice paper, but shallow.
How should I know if that's really how it looks like.
It could be just another fake temptation.
I'll never know what's right for me to do.
All the possible ways to make huge mistakes scare me a lot.
I know there's no perfection in this world.
Then why do I want to reach it so badly?
Is there a point in doing so?
Could it be that perfection is even worse then all the little flaws of life we enjoy so much?
I can't be sure about anything and that fact's putting pressure to my life.
Worrying won't help, but why can't I relax?
I'm' afraid that my li
LoveYou are the one that fills all my thoughts
And the one that brings smiles to my face with all the kind things you do.
When you say I'm special
I really try to feel like I truly am though I've never thought I was.
Each time you say that you love me
I sense it even more than the last time.
Though I tried to prove that you were wrong before
You never had any doubts in your words.
We don't know each other for a whole month still,
But yet again it seems as we have never been apart - you were my dream all along.
Though countless miles divide the two of us
I've never felt closer to anyone else than you.
You do the sweetest things for me
While my pure existence seems to be more than enough to make you happy.
You brought me even closer to God and helped me believe in myself again.
For when you tell me to work hard, I feel like I can do much more than before.
You call me your angel though I've never felt worthy of having wings.
Too many coincidences follow our yet short history
Which makes me kn
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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