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The architect
My mind, the constructer of how I have become the reflection I see and the person I’m currently looking answers for.
A craftsman that harbors his work internally but I stand here as the work of an unfinished masterpiece; shelved to the side waiting until the day of my unveiling.
Incomplete; missing so much of my emotional necessities, I feel as if I can be reborn.
Again ill try, again ill feel as if I’ll belong to what we all call this life; another chance.
All the Information that I have gained through failure, triumph and experience; I’ve become strong from; better as a person I believe ill become.
My heart, the controller of who I’ll ever eventually love/hate until I’m diesis.
Always have fate and believe if I speak of the three words I am being sincere and heartfelt.
Rarely if I am seen with my heart on my sleeve as I embrace into the belief of the act I must put on to show everyone I am fine with who am, as another piece of me dies inside.
Beating of the pulse consists of the thoughts that are constantly going through my head simultaneously as I’m becoming to be an non-believer in my fate for romance.
A Rush of blood is sent through my body and into my essence to give me strength and will to continue this puzzle of my life, only to realize that I’ve become so jagged the pieces of me no longer fit as they once have.
My soul, the original idea of the basis that there is a perfect one self, which I can strive for.
My ideal being that should shine but shivered in the shadows to hide what is me; so afraid.
I quiver as I can imagine what I would do if I came to a road where If I had no choice but to fail.
Accomplishing nothing is worthless if you don’t eventually learn from your mistakes.
Repeating history, not only do I feel is redundant but is in fact pointless up to a point you must prove.
The architect, the analyzer of life and the one who will discover ………..
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I define myself as unusual because I do what I think is right.
I feel that there's a beautiful inspiration of wisdom waiting to evolve itself into it's full natural state in which it deserves to flourish but constantly ignoring the right decision to make too to continue this world of routine of struggle with my self only to believe in self worth
Some things are better unsaid; so I write them instead
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