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Capper: The Couple Within

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"You know who she is, and you understand who you are, and now maybe you're ready to understand who I am." - Predestination Lights out. Curtain falls down. Friends, we are again face to face with another ending- the ending of this blog. Much has been said, much has been done. But there is one thing that I am certain about- I have now become one. All uncertainty, aimlessness, inner struggles have all dissipated into oblivion. The mind that was broken in two has become whole again. There is no boundary between the prosaic and the profound. All that is superficial in me had been devoured by the abysmal understanding that within oneself, it is possible to exist two or several entities that may cause discord. With that understanding is the acceptance of the existence of those entities and the effort to grasp a harmonious state within. I may never have known love all my life. But love can even exist within oneself. It is not the kind of narciccistic love that usual...
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Epitaph

She lived and loved the marvelous- Her shield was paper, her sword was pen, Words and verses were her friends.
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The Pen I Have Chosen

I was called from my slumber by You To tell me of a responsibility But confusion, doubt and fear Took a tight hold of me. I woke up surprised that tears had lingered in my eyes, And weeping I felt my dreams were crushed Why do I have to be torn in two- To chase my dreams and to follow You? What are these tears for- Maybe for the remorse and shame of failing You Or perhaps I mourn for the death of those things that matter to me. Come, enlighten me with your undefeated Wisdom That I may tread the road others had not taken, But that solitary road may be blessed by You And at the end of it wishes do come true. Come, make me whole again Attach the fragments of my being together That I may not suffer to walk this earth With shattered soul and bleeding heart. If to pen this verse is not right, why do I feel otherwise? This is the very element of the only passion that makes me complete- The only passion I had ventured to give my life up to, The only passion that makes ...
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Honestly, I want to do something for humanity and make a difference. The problem is that I am helplessly, hopelessly, irrevocably lazy.
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The Evil Hour

When this wretched Force quenches my smile, When courage is frail and strength is futile, May the Truth I hold dearest receive me. When Evil's fatal grasp is near And what reigns is deep, dark fear May the Truth I hold dearest receive me. When all I have are feeble icy breaths And all I see is the face of Death, May the Truth I hold dearest receive me.
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These Words

You were like a flower in a dream- Perfect in its almost loathsome beauty, An enchanting supernova An intoxicating euphoria. But now you are the same flower Ruined by the cruelty and grandeur of reality A grotesque black hole And a sore sobriety. The mere sight of you is too painful for me But then I am too drunk with these words.
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Love is...

Love is the impermissible thump thump of my stone- cold heart More appalling than its banging for the things of the dark. Love is the bloody knife that cuts out one's brain To fry in a pan and be eaten in pain and in vain. Love is my broken writhing body and my eyes out of its sockets, My sweat- matted filthy hair and the hatchet buried in my head. Love is nothing but a macabre tale.
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