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"Sometimes The Truth Is Like A Stranger To Me..."
[Words left unspoken] by Qnie
Hearts are often broken by words left unspoken.
Thought it's too late but here is mine to tell the truth.
The person whom I cherish with admiration silently sits in front of me,
The person whom I cherish with adoration had thoughts of another me,
Thought these thoughts are filled with complication now.
Is this person I admire too blind to see?
Is it so hard for my admirer to realize the truth?
My admirer might think of wasted thoughts,
My admirer might think of me leaving these pieces behind,
But my dear admirer,
Do you know I'll be the last to stand on waiting for your return?
The one who will be the first and the last to wait;
The one who will be the first and the last to sit for your return.
My admirer might think of wasted thoughts,
My admirer might said words unbearable to me,
But my dear admirer,
Do you know the words you left kept me thinking?
It left me thinking throughout these days and nights;
It left me wondering lost while figuring out the truth.
My admirer dear,
The one I adore so-with admiration.
Even if you plan to push me away-with ignorance.
Even if you plan to leave me first-with closures ahead.
My admirer dear,
The one I adore so-with admiration.
You can't force away my true feelings for you.
You can't force away my true thoughts of you.
Because you've always been on my mind.
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[Lovely Somnus] by Qnie
In perfection she will be,
With beauty and a pure admiration,
Always lovingly and gentle as it is.
But yet, deep down lies a spoiled brat,
Having to curse and lie in mind,
With dissatisfactions of revenge filled inside her and envious jealousy.
In imperfection she might become,
With a queer and cold hard stares,
Who always stands alone;
With no one to bare the pain with.
And yet, behind these cold hard stares,
Tears lay in this frightened yet steady little shabby child.
Craving with depressions and desperations,
Crawling from hunger, hoping to find a destiny to begin with.
Oh Lovely Somnus,
In perfection would you stay?
Or Imperfection would you be?
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