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Librettos of Lily

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She is a poised madness. Calm on the outside and chaos on the inside and so she turned to the good old paper for a writer never bled on pillows but on the pages

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Librettos of Lily

27 Aug 2021, 14:47

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She sat behind a lonely desk....lighting her cigarette as her judging eyes scanned the vision in her head. In the twirl of the smoke that comes out of her mouth, the images danced in her head for she was lost in a dream of ideas. Will she ever wake up? She probably won't.
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Librettos of Lily

27 Aug 2021, 12:16

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It fell from the roof top of a skyscraping building, crashing like the glass slippers at the strike of midnight, but something caught it mid-air just before it turned into pieces and how i wish that was how the story went...well at least there was some truth in it; the part on how it fell from the highest place.
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Librettos of Lily

27 Aug 2021, 11:58

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Репост из: Tied to Poetry
Love,
It never gets old
For the pages of love, I unfold
My passion is inscribed in gold
In the words, a story is told
With the letters in bold
How, unto you my soul I sold
And with your magic you mould
The love from a heart that was cold.

For I'm your rose
And from the garden I rose
Hot that I unfroze
Found where my passion source
It's you my close
Tend me from my foes
You are my gardener, I'm your only rose
I'm the flower you chose
I bet it won't be a lose
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Librettos of Lily

27 Aug 2021, 11:13

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I heard the cheer of birds along with the thunderstrom as the soft drip of the rain filled my ears. It was happening in slow motion. I remember hearing the church priests sing, adorning the rain with the birds....and it was another day. Another day to get soaked till your feet in the water...another day to hear the sound of the sweet birds...another day to be big bowl of hot mess or a champion. But there was choice..to live today as if was the last time...to live today accomplishing something worth doing. So what do you choose?
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Librettos of Lily

27 Aug 2021, 11:05

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I passed by a grave yard today and wondered how many of them enjoyed their life. How many of them were happy to be here and how many of them wanted to go so bad that they did it themsleves. I wondered how many of them are forgotten with no one to put flowers on their grave stone and how many of them died inside before they actually closed their eyes.
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