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You said that you loved me, but I'm starting to think that was a lie. You said you couldn't be without me, but you let me say goodbye. I gave you my heart, gave you my time, gave you all that I had. I almost lost the best part of me, and YOU were the one that was mad? 6 months you were there with me, always by my side. At the end of it all, I wish that I had just died. I let you interfere with a relationship already in place. And at the end of it, my love only ended in disgrace. How could you be so heartless, to just think of yourself? I tried to figure things out, sacrificing my mental health. And yet you claimed that it was unfair,

At six, I lived for the feeling of a controller in my hand, The feel of holding a sword in one hand, a shield in the other, The Hyrule wind blowing around me like the fan that Cooled me in the summer, only more refreshing and free. The anxiety of trying not to become a froggy pancake Beneath the wheels of an eighteen wheeler. I lived for the anticipation of Grandma's stuffed peppers, The juicy green ones she would let stew all day With the rice rolled into the meat and the sauce, Making the peppers sweet and flavorful. When the fingers of sleep would begin to creep upon me, I would curl up in the dog bed and settle down for a nap. Sometimes

They all said that I'd never make it, yet here I stand, proof that they were wrong. About me, about my abilities, my passion, my potential, my ambition, everything. I may be many things, but I am NOT a failure. I never had the brightest background, but I think that may be the very reason I was able to persevere. I realized my passion, one that burns within me like a small sun, warm and bright yet causing no pain, only motivating me to chase what I love and never let it go. This…is my story. UNSHAKABLE FAITH “When you look at me, what do you see?” I asked Rebecca. “Why do you always ask me the same question, Sara?&rd

Standing in the shadows, swirling all around I am stuck here, alone on hallowed ground. Everything around me is black and white and gray But he is glowing silver, he is lighting my way. Whenever he is near, I am happy, warm and bright This is safe, home to me, this is what feels right. Mere words cannot describe the emotions that dwell within me All I know is that I love him and that is more than enough for me. Yet something hovers in a fog, images that are hazy at best. Something that is important, yet I just cannot see the rest. I see only pieces, brief flashes from the past And I wonder, for the both of us, just how long this is going to

I have been born again, after lying asleep for centuries, yet I remember everything. I have been born again into a new body, yet retain the memories and feelings of old. Now I have to remember once again, everything that was and everything that is. All I was and all I am, how everything is connected. There is one who is here, one who can bring the old me out of the new Can cause the real me to take control and empty memories and feelings So the new me can awaken, little by little, to my original form. There is one here who is like myself, a prisoner of time, here yet not Locked in another body, yet not trapped, although not in complete cont

Sitting alone in my room at night I can’t help but think of you It wasn’t long ago I was with you But to me it seems like an eternity The more time passes by, the more my heart cries out for you Every breath we draw is incredible, special Even now, after all this time, I still feel that way. Time and distance couldn’t keep this love from forming Rather than drive us apart it only brought us closer. I call out to you, hoping you can hear me Because I use not my voice, but my heart, my very being These feelings are new, foreign to me still Sometimes I don’t know what to do with them, true. But I am no longer scared to

Dreams are the gateway to our inner thoughts and desires. True, psychologically speaking, but what if that was true? What if somehow, whatever you dream came true? What if you could unleash every demon or creature you saw? Would you be scared? Or so used to it, you’re desensitized? Would you be strong enough to see them as illusions? Could you summon enough thought to produce light? Could you dream and conjure up something strong enough To vanquish your nightmare demons? Could you handle the battle between light and dark? Are you mentally strong enough to survive it? If you DO by some chance survive Will you be the same at the end? O