Monthly Archives: July 2017

Eden

We escape a space of public gossip and we become the private love story of the late night under the million stars of our own world.   2017

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Differently

You, the evidence of my heartache, the proof that there is sadness that exists. Me, the one who still struggle to take down walls, the sign of imperfection and mortality. We, the hands that took the drama and occurrence, the … Continue reading

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The Sentimental

The mind is gone somewhere you cannot go. You can’t read me, you can’t know my secrets. I am a treasure hidden underneath a mystery. The spirit is something that cannot be broken. I am willing to love you unconditionally … Continue reading

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We Discover

We discover ourselves in the skins of masquerade. Our past fades swiftly like a horse’s run. Eyes are open to the room of truth. We become the results of a home.   2017

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The Smell Of Pretty Things

You possess the smell of pretty things. And I crave, I seek the tracts of your simplicity. Every single hour in my solitude, I am thinking of you. You make me wake up in the morning with hope. I love … Continue reading

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Torpedo

  Heavy is your footsteps. Heartbeats are racing in the narrow street. In the midst of madness. The mind is an enemy. No exit doors for escape. Chasing the whispers of unknown stories, you fell in the hole.   2017

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Worm

Little head, little brain. Tactless, impulsive. You spilled the rancid milk. The wars of mouth started. You explode, you float like a weightless paper, insignificant and never to be forgiven. You killed the vibe. The Thursday was broken. Your sharp … Continue reading

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You Hate What I Am

I knew from the start. From how you connected, to how you avoided. Those actions told me the reality, the truth of what you felt. We were walls who stood quietly together. I was ignored, bashed, unaccepted, and hated. That’s … Continue reading

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Five In The Morning

Early bird. The loads of a dream. Dirt washed by the rain. Memory remains the same. I fall in love with you. Chimney smokes. The swarm of butterflies. Faraway summon of bells. Hearts beat in unison. I frolic at your … Continue reading

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I’m Talking To Myself

I’m talking to myself. I’m listening to my soul. Tasting the silver spoons of my neighborhood, I went straight to the wilderness. Today is Tuesday. The morning is fine. I hear myself with myself. There is freedom that has been … Continue reading

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