(11 April 1722 – 21 May 1771 / Kent, England)


I'm lost in this daunting dark sea
drowning in the thoughts of my own persona
tryin to survive tsunami of despair
drenched in complete melancholy
trying to the end this holocaust of life
yet at the same time hoping it'd last forever
as the only thing more frightening than an ending
is a new beginning.

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Langston Hughes


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surely a rhyme and rhythm scheme for a long poem that's easy to read. But does acting ruin one's appreciation of nature? It's pretty sick but natural to love a trick more than to love what's real