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for what i am
I’ve always wondered why people enjoy sunsets more than sunrises, I thinks it’s the same way people prefer the novelties of life, I reference myself to sunsets, I’m beautiful when gone and I shine the brightest as I set, like tears welling up on my cheeks the suns rays smudge up. Like the gentle breeze, I am, I give pleasure for a few moments and then the moment is gone, if I’m too subtle they want me more, if I’m too loud they run inside. The breeze is like a deep sigh, in different situations, it is perceived differently. As a gush of water falls into a heavy haze, my cascade of emotions falls into a whirlwind of directions. It’s rather difficult to know what one feels if not expressed it the right way, just like a waterfall struggles to fall out the right way. I often associate myself with a chair, I often wonder if people only talk to me if they want something, this theory proves itself right without a thesis. I resonate with everything but myself, I’m sad music my life lessons with a melody are therapy for my mentally unfit friends, I’m like the swings I sway in the direction of the wind, my resistance lasts in my head.
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