Curry Bascue

You’ve seen through it all.
What can I hide from you?
Every corner of darkness is slowly liberated
and faded from thought.
Where did this light come from?
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I’m speechless.
Every night I go to bed with a pain inside me,
It’s a pain in my head,
It’s the thought of you.
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I’m the first one.
Everyday it is I who talks first,
I always have to say the word.
As if you don’t care enough to give the first word.
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Ever stood in the silence before?
It’s a peaceful surrounding,
To hear nothing but yourself thinking.
I don’t think of it as a paradise at times,
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I waited for you to catch up.
Everyday I would wait to hear how much you cared.
Your voice is but an echo now,
An echo within my heart,
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If one could only wish for a brighter sun,
For a longer day,
Maybe I could see
Her face.
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Beyond the road with you is a forgotten promise to keep.
This will always echo in my head,
Our own forgotten promise,
The promise that you abandoned leaving me to carry the burden.
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Truly in life trust is necessary.
Some people you deem worthy of holding much more trust,
And others you keep at bay.
Be wary who you trust with your heart.
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The ocean is now my home.
A home that reaches beyond limits.
Vast and caring I feel the waves speak to me,
They speak words of strength in my ear.
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A boy with a selfless, unknowing heart, Carried the Light to save his friends.

A boy with a venturous, strengthened heart, Fought the Darkness he wielded.
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Two hearts connected from first glance. Chaining memories together as time ages everything about them. Though for a time worlds split the two apart, some things will never cease to change. Bonds never die. As time went on, chained memories split apart. Changing the future to a new extreme unseen before by any creature. Memories broken, and shattered. Yet still they contain so much strength when remained upon. Once waking up from a long sleep, bonds once again faded but never died. A heart that always ached when trying to remember that past he never truly lived. Who else could understand that pain, but the friends he never lost… but they we’re instead struck down by “his” own hand unknowingly. That Nobody. She caused this… The strife, the pain, the lost memories. Unchaining memories he could never live without. Trying to replace “her” and change him. And yet little does she know, she is a missing puzzle piece. Waiting to be reunited with him. With her. To be whole once again after so long, much as him… Inside his dream. But he! His dreams, his old world looked down upon him for his misdeeds, he would stare into empty hands wondering what puzzle piece is missing, evading him. A chain of memories long forgotten and hidden away, but always there. Two hearts join again, and through strife they are reunited. Hardly a thing has changed. The strife and worlds that tore them apart now bring them together once again. To never leave each other ever again.

“What’s gonna happen to me now? ”
“We will meet again! And then we can talk about everything. I may not know it’s you, and you may not know it’s me. But we will meet again! Someday soon! I promise! ”
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Some people have been through enough pain for it to last a lifetime.
I’m not feeling the pain you want me to feel though.
Through the changing seasons I learned how to shed the past,
To grow pasts where my roots feel safe,
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Living beyond one's self is truly living.
What can one do when they live for themself?
Watch friends and loved ones leave by the fives.
To become a picture left alone on a shelf…
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Let me show you something,
A glimpse inside of me.
I won’t let anyone else see this person,
It’s a special side only the dearest person to me will see.
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Remember that blue sky?
The sun and clouds,
In an inseparable scene,
Just like you and me.
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Everyday a little stronger.
How many days will I go without?
I can feel the hurt inside,
The withdrawal from everything I loved.
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Is it wrong to feel fear?
I do trust you above anything else.
However, will things ever change?
I don’t want to face another change,
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I remember everything we once were.
We used to laugh until we cried,
I didn’t know I became a fatal cure.
I remember dreams of you,
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You and I are in a world all our own.
A place where tears come from laughter,
Where melancholy means happy,
Where dreams shape the skies with beautiful pictures.
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When will you learn to let go?
To swim away far past any sight of dirt or earth.
Just to get past the thought of the unknown being a source of fear,
Instead for it to become a gate to an unknown dimension.
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