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Poem - Windows of the Soul

Windows of the Soul



Constant damage is where I acquire my knowledge.

Noting my arduous exhaustion.


I close my eyes and there is confusion.

And the rebellion of destruction have a relationship.


a vague memory was blinded by stark realities.

Where they were buried in the depths.


Making painful memories forgotten.

Turning the ordinary into the powerful.


Making me stay in a place where I don't want to be.

Where I can't accept myself either.


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★boy kisser★

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You reallt have the talent for it dont you?
You know how to suprise me over and over again, good job!


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Thanks buddy

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isabella

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I really like this one :))


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Thank you ^_^

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woodlouse

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the last 2 lines really make me think of feeling trapped because of wanting to escape other people but where you escape is not where you want to be either :c this is so beautiful as usual but feels very sharp and hard hitting at the same time, i love it sm <333


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So we thought the same things <3 and thanks woodie !!

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KiBLS

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A very profound poem. Most people learn through pain and suffering or through mistakes that they repeat again and again in a cycle until they learn their lesson from that cycle. The question that arises is whether it has to be this way and whether you have to completely destroy yourself for realization. And whether you still accept yourself after you realize what you are doing. I think so, because there are no mistakes but only lessons you learn until you have an "aha moment" and from then on you develop further and no longer make the same obvious wrong decisions as before but take a different path because you have learned a lesson. That's what went through my head when I read it, very profound poem. The original in spanish is certainly even better, but in any case; a good work! :)


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I'm glad that you like it, and thank you !!

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