I am an Architecture 

Something built with 

Pure beauty

Something built with 

A mind that makes

Beautiful art 

Something built with 

A heart that never stops 

Loving

A heart that has it’s

Own language 

I am an architecture 

That has never been 

Explored 

Or 

Understood 

I am Everything 

All in one..

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I need new material.
I need someone or something 
To grasp onto,
I need to create.
I need my mind crowded with
New ideas, 
I need my poetry to be written 
With new and 
FRESH material.
My poetry is like the desert,
Water is of the most scarce.
I find water but when I try to
Consume it, 
I realize it’s just my imagination 
And it always ends up
Being the same,
Empty Bitter sand..

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I have took it upon myself to find some kind of 

closure and what I got was well. Exactly what I said.

I found that your obviously not who I wanted

you to be. I mean in the end, who is..

I got something and it's time to move on,

Even though my mind is full with all these what-ifs

of how the future would have played out if 

I kept on the obvious one sided conversation.

I'm s...

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I'm not a ship for your light house anymore,

for your gaze is no longer upon me.

The last time our eyes met, was the last time

I saw you before everything changed..

And in the process,

I could no longer admire you in class..

My journey with you was very confusing,

for it was like, one moment I knew your thoughts 

but then the next, I was surprised for you did the opposite.

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My mind won't stop speaking your name. 

it's like a never ending lullaby, only after a while 

instead of going to sleep. I want to scream.

My heart is always searching for new self-assuring 

mechanisms to hide the truthful fact, that you're never 

going to love me like I love you..

I have created too many poems and goodbyes in your 

name, but in my defense, you were the name 

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There is the world called "My World" 

In this world I am consisintly dreaming, creating in my mind. 

My future, My carrer, My love life, My journey as an adult.

When in My Reailty, 

I'm always crying in tears over someone who never loved me. 

I'm having truouble in school, F after F, and It just adds up way to quick. 

Before you know it, Its finals week and you havent even turned...

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