Once there was a love like light
Whose tiny flame lit up the night
A candle slowly losing height
But though that candle stood so tall
The light that it gave off was small
And that low flame was doomed to fall
When darkness came with claws of steel
Ripping wounds no love could heal
With pain no mortal ought to feel
Under such strife the candle fell
Descending to the depths of hell
A tiny whisper its death knell
No love no longer there could be
Darkness far as eye could see
Nowhere left for light to flee
Only light that melts away
The darkness into light of day
Could with that darkness ever stay
Or else a darkness just as deep
And down th
What is death but a lack of life?
What is darkness without light?
What is peace without strife?
How is there day if there's not night?
Defined by what it's not
Existence becomes a paradox
In a world full of thought
Lying behind doors with strong locks.
Is sickness the absence of health?
Or health the absence of sickness?
Do those who are poor simply lack wealth?
Does someone have more, or do you just have less?
Opposites abound
Without direction.
The control state is unfound;
Full of imperfection.
If you're wet then you aren't dry.
If you're short then you aren't tall.
Are you stiff or are you spry?
Are you large or are you small?
Happy,
How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways.
I hate thee with a passion incomplete
Until no longer do thou haunt my days,
Nor do thou importune with thy conceit.
I hate thee to the depths of my despair,
So deep that hatred is inside of me.
I hate thee when I go and see you there
Where I must also be, unwillingly.
With all the darkest scorn that stains my heart
And soul to black: thus do I hate thee too.
I hate thee such that hate should take apart
All that I love, if thou it could unglue.
I hate thee past the limits of my breath.
I shall but love thee better with thy death.
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“Wait, (name).”
I turned back at the abrupt words. Arthur’s brilliant emerald eyes stared straight into mine with an intensity I rarely saw.
“I just want you to know. I love you.”
A raindrop burst on my hand, an unexpected coldness, to mirror the one in my heart. He was my best friend, but this time he’d gone too far. Did he think he could reverse what he’d done? Did he think “love” could make up for that? I glanced upwards at the flames, climbing ever h
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"…America."
The name awakened every reflex I had worked so hard to develop. It took a tremendous amount of effort and control to remain casual, or at least, to try to. I pulled away gently and forced a smile.
"I'm gonna get something to drink."
Alfred didn't buy my act. He frowned at nothing in particular as I reassembled my clothes and dressed.
"(Name), I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner dude. I know it's weird, but-"
"No buts."
I didn't bother looking at him as I pulled chalk from the messy pile of my old clothes and belongings. Chalk, and a knife. I kept the knife concealed and drew a circle on the floor with the chalk. A simpl