Beauty
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Love for the self does not dig deep, for no person can empathize with themselves. If one has no comprehension for what one struggles with, then this supposed “self-love” will linger upon the exterior, because it is the same as finding comfort in deception. Deception or self-deception, with the latter being the chosen usage of
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TransfixedBy thy guiding stem,Bending in foldsOf skin, to curves saturatedBy the beads to a hot night,Receded by my cold breath,Lawful in your breadth. Caught of winds for vapor to my nostrils,To my lips,Climbing your formTo the peak of Heaven’s self. Just a child,Am I,With finality to my every word,Just a syllable lost to the floor,Where
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“Oh, care that I felt for you, above all else. I never mattered for a moment, in this world. If to keep you afloat was always my aim, then may I drown with content. To be angered at you, when hearts came to a close, was only ever because I could care for nothing else.
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“Rage is the uncontrolled emotion, spread about like flame, unable to disperse without either nothing else to destroy, or in the touch of its superior, being water.” – Modern Romanticism How cruel can a modern world be to tell a certain race that they’re the only targets of racism, or to tell a woman that
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“The life or beauty none so flawed is a lie none so truthful.” – Modern Romanticism Beauty is the image of any one person, so flawed as to consider their errors, their lack of accountability and responsibility. To the person who claims they are entirely beautiful or wholly without error, while in fact possessing ugliness,
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“The greatest weakness of all is for one to believe they lack it.” – Modern Romanticism In a realm of situations, there are specifics. In one pointed out situation, there’d be a person who could say, “It is subjective for what one thinks.” Though, that situation was merely broken down from all others, alike it.
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“The importance of diversity is in its expression, of language. Yet, can art be forced, without the burnout of the soul? Must extreme measures be taken for the person of their language to force truth forward? Forcing diversity seems to be what makes the torturous interrogator.” – Modern Romanticism Forcing truth, to the surface of
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“We say that love remains, calling our hurts forward, due to that trust was betrayed. We say we hurt, out of betrayed trust, due only to love being the haunt, being the memory that remains. Though, to love, divided from trust, it is to the former where we place the certainty of it. Not ever
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“Forgiveness cannot perceive fault, making all that possesses error go unsegregated from the perfected.” – Modern Romanticism Forgiveness perceives nothing of imperfection, that it might always be aligned with the perfect. A perfected thing, is always in the awareness of love. Love, to its essence, is always for the imperfect to become its very opposite.


