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Monthly Archives: July 2016
Do We Talk To The Dead?
Do we talk to the dead and tell them the things unsaid when they were still alive? Do we talk to the dead and whisper them our unspoken apologies? Do we talk to the dead and shamelessly admit our regrets? … Continue reading
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Much Better This Way
Everything is in control except loving each other so freely. I don’t want to expect more but I want to give you all. You come at a time when I really need you the most. Please don’t let me fall … Continue reading
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Truth Hurts
Saying what you really mean in this normal world where people fabricate stories. When words are spoken clearly to reprimand, to correct a lie or to tell the truth, and some find ways to justify, to make an excuse or … Continue reading
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Indigo
When the only one you brag is yourself, then your feet are too high from the ground. 2016
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New Normal Discourse
Lost hours. I count them inside my head. Sirens of the ambulance truck tell a danger. Your face is webbed with many narrations. I discourage your seldom self of narcissism. Welcome to my new normal discourse. 2016
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Corny
The door is cute that leads to someone. Then you smile and shudder. You feel too cheesy. Too much inkling to a romantic love story. 2016
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Know That
Wide are my arms to welcome you. Sweet are my lips to kiss you. Strong are my hands to carry you. True is my heart to love you. 2016
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Blockbuster
It’s not magic. It’s not hocus-pocus. But it’s all for the love of the people who stood by you from the start, who recognized your genuine self. You started strong. You become stronger. Your gratitude is bigger. Your good attitudes … Continue reading
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The Taste Of Your Ballad
Ecstatic, euphoric and rapturous. Each line leaves an impression to my tongue. I am filled with velvet and cake. The message left me in my own version of heaven. 2016
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Dragonfly
The twilight is red. I am consumed by the horizon. All stars eloped together. The sky is totally abandoned. Sordid thoughts aren’t pleasurable. Men play the fool sometimes. My feet landed on the ground flatly. I scared the horses and … Continue reading
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