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What if your soulmate had to remain in her dull town life. What if your soulmate had yet another flight to catch. What if soulmates exist?
Ruthie Anxiety is my soulmate, He fell in love with me, He could not wait, Depression lays in bed with me at night, Follows me in my dreams, Holds me back from the light, He wants me all to himself, He whispers sweet nothings in my ear, Convincing me I can’t endure by myself, I attempt 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 begin to believe this is all my life will be, I want to believe it isn’t truebut is it?it might be? I have no clue, Depression doesn’t like when I have a friend, He gets jealous of joy, He makes a huge difficulty and that’s generally completion, When they leave, he reminds me that hes here to stay, I lay in bed sobbing, He comes in, holds me till I’m all right, I know I need to get away, find help, However not even my mother believes me whelp, Depression fulfill my moms and dads without my understanding, He made them think when I’m devoid of him, the genuine me isn’t revealing, I guess hes my much better half, The side of me that makes them laugh, But I can’t escape, its too late, I lost the crucial to liberty’s gate, Apparently this is my fate, Anxiety is my soulmate, Lost Soul No we haven’t satisfied, 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, however to me, nothing except enjoyable, No we have not met, A minimum of not yet, Dear soulmate, Last night I dreamt of you again, a thousand dragons for you I had actually killed, On my heart you put your hand, beaming with joy, oh my fair lady was I delighted! Oh my fair woman was I thankful!, when to the pounding of our hearts all night we danced, Fell on our backs and at the stars we gazed, Oh! their resemblance to your eyes left me amazed, No, we have not satisfied, At least not yet, Dear soulmate, Beautiful becomes useless for it can not explain you, Perfect stops to exist for it fails to specify you, Deep space must have been the one that birthed you, Or an angel from heaven must have sent you, From porcelain clay God need to have made you, With his own breathe, life, must have gave you, In my dreams I look in your eyes, In your eyes I witness the sun rise, As the sun sets I visualize you strolling down the aisle, Oh daughter of a goddess, in your soul I would like to set sail, Oh child of a goddess, without stop working, at hand i would enjoy to age and frail, No, we have not fulfilled, A minimum of not yet, Dear soulmate, No, we have not satisfied, A minimum of not yet, Tylor Tate Select to state whatever that remains in your heart with a short and basic soulmate poem.
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Emily Eclogue My soulmate livesbut distantly and faraway; and we can never ever touchor ever even be in that method, and I can not saythat we are much alikebut when our hearts lay open, the other understandsand pity is never there, it is all, to the little last little bit of it, an unending consentthat not without, I might ever live.
Oh, she enjoyed me true and fairand I could not picture life without her. However then she had to leave so suddenly, Oh, but she didn’t need to leaveand so now I ask however whyfor I thought she was my soulmate real, however now I’ve had to see her through. Ralph Rune O my Luve’s like a red, red increased, That’s recently 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 ten 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 within out.
Vergil Virelay Her soul was clenched in the hands of distress, The weak screams were resounding in the dungeon, Not even the faintest light were enabled to amuse her, Till her soul restored the power to yell, Only her soulmate in distant land might hear it, As everybody was oblivious of her agony and suffering, Defying all odds, the soulmate reclaimed his Love.
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He let me talkwithout defying. Could I discover attraction in him? The way we fell in stepand the way it was so easy. We might begin to ebbor we might grow, start to kindle. Could he be my soulmate? Maybe he’s the stepping stoneleading me to my match. In the meantime I will not be alonewaiting for the flame to catch.
One at a time you have fallen prior to me, you legendary soulmates. You who have made me, could you not have revealed me the risk of a love incorrect?
