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love needs to be grinded or grounded..either way,he says, he dont wanna talk about love,becuase love he doesn’t understand.he’d rather be a bystander thn play a game where the stakes are always high and the stairs endless.he says love he doesn’t understand, but again who does?

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​ THIS ONE GOES OUT TO ALL THE SOUL MATES OUT THERE.

SOUL MATE LONG GONE
I AM ALL ALONE.A LONELY FIGURE.

WONDERING AND PONDERING; THINKING & SINKING

SINKING IN MY OWN SOLITARY SOUL.

IN A DAY I HAVE BECOME A SOLICITOR.

A SOLICITOR SOLICITING THE MEANING OF A SOUL MATE

MY SOUL MATE.YOUR SOUL MATE.OUR SOUL MATES.

BECAUSE MATE; I AM SICK & TIRED OF PEOPLE

PEOPLE MATING WITH SOUL MATES THEY CANNOT RECOGNISE.

COLLEGEMATE THE QUESTION LIVES ON

WHO IS A SOUL MATE?

MATE LISTEN…TODAY U WILL KNOW YOUR TRUE SOUL MATE

BECAUSE MATE…, YOUR TRUE SOUL MATE YOU ALREADY MET.
WITHOUT SOLICITING THE MEANING OF A SOUL MATE

WE ALL RUN THE RISK OF RUNNING INTO EACH OTHER’S SOUL MATES

SO MATES…, YOU HAVE TO KNOW WHO YOUR SOUL MATE IS

SO THAT HE DOESN’T END UP MATING WITH MY SOUL MATE
YOUR SOUL MATE IS THE MAN YOU ALREADY LET GO

THE MAN WHO WAS YOUR MIRROR

THE MAN WHO SHOWED YOU EVERYTHING THAT WAS HOLDING YOU BACK

THE PERSON WHO BROUGHT YOU TO YOUR ATTENTION

YES, YOUR SOUL MATE IS THE MAN WHO SPANS YOUR ATTENTION
YOUR SOUL MATE IS THE MAN WHO TEARED YOUR WALLS 

AND SMACKED YOU AWAKE. JUST THE MAN YOU COULD NOT LIVE WITH FOREVER.

BECAUSE SOUL MATES COME TO REVEAL LAYERS IN YOUR LIFE & THEN LEAVE

THIS IS WHY MATE, YOUR SOUL MATE IS THE MAN YOU HATED THE MOST

BECAUSE HE WAS THE MIRROR THAT REFLECTED THE MOST

THE MIRROR WHO REFLECTED YOUR MIRAGES

AND LEFT YOU KNOWING THAT LOVE HAS NO MIRACLES
AND MATES, THANKS TO THE POETIC SOUNDS OF A LONELY POET WRITING 

WRITING SOULFUL POETRY ABOUT SOUL MATES LONG GONE

YOU NOW KNOW THAT YOUR SOUL MATE IS THE MAN YOU DUMPED

BECAUSE HE WAS BUSY BARGAINING FOR THE BEST BITS OF THE BEST VERSION OF YOURSELF

To love someone means to hate yourself.You fall in love with a doughnut.But you fucking hate doughnuts.Becuase you are in love, dude.In love with your lover Jude.Jude who is in love with doughnuts.So because you are in love with Jude who is in love with doughnuts, you are in love with doughnuts too.True..love is falling in love with everything that makes Jude who she is.

I was praying today.Praying that all the prayers of lovers soaked in tears and teared by their sorrow be answered.Prayers of all the lovers who sow their hearts in full and get their hearts in pieces, leaving them pissed.Dear God,they deserve some peace.

​There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless – it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.

I have been making a list of things we never learn at school.We never learn how to love somebody.No one teaches us how to be famous.We never learn how to be poor or rich.No one teaches us how to walk away from the people we dont love anymore.They dont teach us how to know whats going on in someone’s mind.No one teaches us what to say to people who are dying.So here is the thing,no one teaches us anything thats worth knowing at school.