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All tragic love stories receive a happy ending;
We walked to the end of eternity
Our bare feet slapped against the jade streets
And our hearts were clasped in hand.
The blue moon shaded the scene in a dull blue haze,
Possibly I would have smiled; if I had not been so weak.
It was an imperfect night at our disposal;
If we worked together we could touch one solitary star,
And pull it down to earth.
I was haunted and afraid,
The sky was black to me,
With no stars gracing the horizon.
Looking down to the street below,
The blue slowly faded to grey;
A dull foggy haze blinded all brilliance.
No movement to show the mentality within our hearts;
And the sad thing is,
We were all addicted to misery.
We hungered the grace from each other;
Our suns,
Solitary haunting turned our backs to our face.
You too, know what I know.
As our sweetened tears trickle down the cliff;
Summer is here and there was too much curiosity to stay in the glade;
Upon reaching the climax of the cliff we discover our own little secret;
One is their own sun, and the other the moon.
Sometimes a star may flitter and vanish from your horizon;
And sometimes the moon may hide around that bend.
However there is one thing that will never leave,
The sun: Yourself.
It's hard to see the light you hold;
Just don't let it go.
Because you can make all things right.
Your wisdom is always pressed in a book;
Packed down through the pages;
Make haste with ideas that bring good to yourself and others;
We don't always want what is right;
So we need to scale the pages and find what is good;
There is too much assuming;
Scale into time and find another's starry line;
Pad gently where you step there;
There is always a first time, and always a last time.
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Mortified 
this writing is so emotional and sad....so pure with wishes and desires.
is this how you feel right now??
the sentence that captivated me the most is "....We were all addicted to misery..."
gush, you're so right and wrong in the same time.
I mean, people always want to do things in their lives.
much more than they are doing now.
They see other people and look at them and feel like they wanna be like this or that person...if it's how this person act or the amount of good time this person have.
some people just feel so down when they see it and kinda compare themselves.
it's just eat them from whithin and instad of actually do something about it they are sitting at home, watch T.V.... cry at night, pray for something else, something different.
the truth is that they just need to get up and go outside and try to be or to do something....it's hard and it's make them feel like constant down....
so yes, maybe when people always feel down they are addicted to misery...
but they wish for something else...so as long as you want something else it dosn't makes you addicted right?
all they need to do is to be more daring.
this people i think need a little push from others..and then, after this push they just go out to the light again..the spotlight with a confident and hopes.....
I mean, as a piece of writing there are places it could be tweaked, tightened up (verse 6: "You too, know what I know" and the very end: "and always a last time" (I assume), and other more broad refinements); but the whole thing is one big rolling wave of feeling, some great lines getting across just what they mean to, sweeping us readers right in with the undertow of trying to decipher just what some of them signify. Good to know that you haven't been vacationing from creating (or experiencing what would later inspire you to create).
Sounds to me like you're really being, just existing as your actions or thoughts or feelings, experiencing with all your senses pried wide open. Good.
Glad to hear you've been busy, I look forward to some updates, when the time is right : ) Boo-urns to feeling down, but there's nothing to be done but feel it; everything must run its course.
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