I'm searching for diamonds
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I'm searching for silent diamonds.
In the silence of the word.
My eyes.
A fairy tale of the dream.
Do not get lost.
Speak to me.
Inside the chaos of your love.
I found myself again.
Inside your gaze.
I traveled.
You took me away from here.
Painted with verses
and a tear.
My truth.
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Do you know?
I don't live for you. You know.
I live only for me. Only.
Selfishly.
Through my own stars.
(Scorpio with Libra rising)
That speaks only of you.
For your eyes.
My adoration.
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When you stop looking.
I will love you more.
Because now I feel you
inside your eyes.
After...
Ah, after...
I will be your soul.
About the Creator
Manuel C.
I have been searching for my soul for years through writing, but I know that in the end, I will find it beside a river.
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Turquoise Clouds in a Green Sky
“I always remember the first time I saw the green sky and the turquoise clouds skating across it.” These words had stayed with Alice Barrett for two years. She’d been six- years-old and snuggled next to her great-grandmother, known to nearly all the family as Granny Rose, on a large, rather uncomfortable armchair. Granny Rose had been telling her a story, at least that’s what Alice believed, but it was a strange memory, blurry apart from those few words.
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