Wasted years
love in exile
forgetting not
a broken heart
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Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Indestructible
There's someone living
alive in my head
whispering fantasies
into my ear...
giving me insomnia
far into the night...
showing its horny
little head at times
I try to smother
the damn thing
but it's indestructible
unlike me...
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alive in my head
whispering fantasies
into my ear...
giving me insomnia
far into the night...
showing its horny
little head at times
I try to smother
the damn thing
but it's indestructible
unlike me...
03171977
Monday, August 11, 2014
Missing
I am
missing you
as passionately
as I have ever
loved you....
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missing you
as passionately
as I have ever
loved you....
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unwritten poem
I wish I were an eagle
proud and free
or a butterfly
fluttering with lightness
I am a poem
unwritten
because there was
nothing to be said...
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proud and free
or a butterfly
fluttering with lightness
I am a poem
unwritten
because there was
nothing to be said...
031819777
Sunday, August 10, 2014
He said goodbye
Goodbye
he said
leaving me
to enter into myself
the fires
of my face blushing
through my pale flesh
my lungs exploding
from lack of air
the walls came around
to swallow me whole
they absorbed me
or left me there
exposed
in my nakedness
he left bared
as he
said
goodbye...
03141977
he said
leaving me
to enter into myself
the fires
of my face blushing
through my pale flesh
my lungs exploding
from lack of air
the walls came around
to swallow me whole
they absorbed me
or left me there
exposed
in my nakedness
he left bared
as he
said
goodbye...
03141977
Saturday, August 9, 2014
In a loop
I loved you
which was living
on a tightrope world
I lost you
went through hell itself
and became a vacuum
now I'm discovering
who and what I am
which is the beginning
of the cycle
again... I love you
which is...
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which was living
on a tightrope world
I lost you
went through hell itself
and became a vacuum
now I'm discovering
who and what I am
which is the beginning
of the cycle
again... I love you
which is...
03131977
Friday, August 8, 2014
Post Op
Your hand cuts like
the scalpel you wear
severing the arteries
to my heart
so it can no longer feel
it keeps on beating though
pumping nothingness
through all of me
post surgically...
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the scalpel you wear
severing the arteries
to my heart
so it can no longer feel
it keeps on beating though
pumping nothingness
through all of me
post surgically...
031619777
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