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And talked with you. For relatively unlimited hours. Just for two days. What if your soulmate needed to stay in her dull town life. What if your soulmate had yet another flight to capture. What then? What if soulmates exist? I don’t desire us to have any what if’s? So stand a little closer to me.
Ruthie Anxiety is my soulmate, He fell in love with me, He could not wait, Anxiety lays in bed with me in the evening, Follows me in my dreams, Holds me back from the light, He wants me all to himself, He whispers sweet absolutely nothings in my ear, Convincing me I can’t endure by myself, I try to get awaybut he holds so tight, He says I have to remain, He pulls me close, sluggish dances with me, When I’m with him, he recites every bad memory of the day, I start to believe this is all my life will be, I want to think it isn’t truebut is it?it might be? I have no hint, Anxiety doesn’t like when I have a buddy, He gets envious of happiness, He makes a huge hassle and that’s generally the end, When they leave, he advises me that hes here to remain, I lay in bed crying, He comes in, holds me till I’m fine, I understand I must escape, find aid, But not even my mother believes me whelp, Anxiety meet my parents without my understanding, He made them think when I’m devoid of him, the real me isn’t revealing, I guess hes my better half, The side of me that makes them laugh, However I can’t escape, its too late, I lost the essential to flexibility’s gate, Apparently this is my fate, Depression is my soulmate, Lost Soul No we haven’t met, At least not yet, For all I understand you could be a princess, with a golden tiara and attendants, Or the child of a peasant, tacky and ill-bred in the sight others, but to me, nothing except enjoyable, No we haven’t fulfilled, At least not yet, Dear soulmate, Last night I imagined you once again, a thousand dragons for you I had slain, On my heart you placed your hand, beaming with happiness, oh my reasonable lady was I happy! Oh my reasonable lady was I thankful!, when to the beating of our hearts all night we danced, Fell on our backs and at the stars we looked, Oh! their similarity to your eyes left me amazed, No, we have not met, A minimum of not yet, Dear soulmate, Stunning becomes meaningless for it can not describe you, Perfect disappears for it stops working to define you, Deep space needs to have been the one that birthed you, Or an angel from paradise need to have sent you, From porcelain clay God should have made you, With his own breathe, life, need to have provided you, In my dreams I gaze in your eyes, In your eyes I witness the sun rise, As the sun sets I visualize you walking down the aisle, Oh daughter of a goddess, in your soul I would enjoy to set sail, Oh daughter of a goddess, without stop working, on your side i would love to age and frail, No, we haven’t met, At least not yet, Dear soulmate, No, we haven’t satisfied, A minimum of not yet, Tylor Tate Select to say everything that is in your heart with a short and easy soulmate poem.
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Emily Eclogue My soulmate livesbut distantly and faraway; and we can never touchor ever even remain in that method, and I can not saythat we are much alikebut when our hearts lay open, the other understandsand embarassment is never there, it is all, to the little last little it, an endless consentthat not without, I could ever live.
Oh, she enjoyed me real and fairand I might not think of life without her. Then she had to leave so suddenly, Oh, but she didn’t have to leaveand so now I ask but whyfor I thought she was my soulmate real, but now I have actually had to see her through. Ralph Rune O my Luve’s like a red, red rose, That’s newly sprung in June;O my Luve’s like the melodie, That’s sweetly played in tune.
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And fare thee weel, my only Luve, And fare thee weel awhile! And I will return, my Luve, Tho’ it ware 10 thousand mile. Robert Burns I am a lock. I am bound up hard, a gordian knot, a twisted ball of thread, a stomach so tense, it is readyto tear me apartfrom the inside out.
Vergil Virelay Her soul was clenched in the hands of distress, The feeble screams were resounding in the dungeon, Not even the faintest light were permitted to captivate her, Till her soul gained back the power to yell, Just her soulmate in remote land could hear it, As everyone was unconcerned of her misery and suffering, Defying all chances, the soulmate recovered his Love.
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He let me talkwithout defying. Could I discover destination in him? The way we fell in stepand the method it was so basic. We may begin to ebbor we could grow, begin to kindle. Could he be my soulmate? Perhaps he’s the stepping stoneleading me to my match. For now I won’t be alonewaiting for the flame to capture.
One at a time you have fallen before me, you fabled soulmates. You who have made me, could you not have shown me the threat of a love untrue?