Stories & Poems by Emmiasky Ojex
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Sweet Architect
Sweet architect! I hope you are listening to the clamors in my head I hope you see the pain I feel in my chest I hope you see that I really am trying my best Sweet architect! I hope you’re seeing the tears my eyes harbor I hope you realize that my heart sobs I hope you see me in my origin as someone with naught Sweet architect! I hope you see my soul is a mess I hope you see me try again and fall back on earth I hope you see my laid back at night trying to reach the heavens for help Sweet architect! I hope you see me wishing I could change Become a better person in this age I hope you see that I have been damaged Sweet architect! I hope you see the need I need I ...
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IMAGINE
Imagine a world for no and everyone Where we all are here to be as one and to save the world Where we have no differences at heart despite the differences at hand and our nations can all relate with one happy and unified mind Imagine a place like home that is not your or my own Where we could shelter as many people it could condone a home with fights and get back togethers Where nothing is left in our hearts to keep that might lead to someone’s death at night Imagine a dreamland, not this wander-land we think is a wonderland Where the only thing we seek is profit over feelings Money over family and corruption over redemption But such a land that is rich in the manna we have...