I watch the night sky rot
To see space' s beautiful blind spots
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《 call me 》
#44
I wish I could call you mine
Break chaos in to two
And let me have nine lives
To make everything alright
To days are fine
And to hold suns light
And as you hold my hand tight
A sight
So call me mine
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《 surgery 》
#45
You cut veins to the most unwanted
Sell our hearts to places in darkness
You trick our brains to doing the wrong
And breathe our lungs to smoke along
You say you're a doctor
But aren't even one
And say you're a surgeon
Leaving my remains undone
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《 beautiful you 》
#46
Roses are red
Violets are blue
This simple poem to remind me of you
Lilacs of white
And little tulips too
I could never find
Another beautiful you
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《 creation 》
#47
I could imagine how God made himself created you. Touches of love and sprinkles of beauty. Drops of kindness and a handful of originality. A masterpiece. A creation of nothing before. A canvas, for me, and me only. You're latched on me and I'm onto you. You're a creation for me, and for me too.
~ "I'm so blessed with a wonderful gift"
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《 rain 》
#48
Rain rain
Go away
Wash those tears
Right on your face
Wipe him dry
And let him go
Cause that's what
You gotta really know
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《 careful 》
#49
My love, my dear
Take my words you hear
Tiptoes on sand
As snow turns bland
Caution is key
In caring ones heart
So they don't stitch up
And fall apart
Slowly
Little by little in each and every day
And that's why
Careful!!
I say
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《 squiggle lines 》
#50
Thats what you are. Abstract. Different. But figurative. Like your fine body I melt in.
Talk about squiggle lines
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《 hatred 》
#51
I hate to admit I still like you
But all I could say is "how are you?"
The the next day I see you
I saw another guy beside you
And I regretted to fall for you
Hatred swallowed me to hate you
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《 little pleasures 》
#52
Sucked marks
And washed up dreams
Lipstick
And made up means
Hugs close
And the sweetest scent
Little pleasures
Got me high and bent
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《 how could you? 》
#53
~ "Honey! I'm home!!"
And only silence answers your call
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《 scissors 》
#54
You're more like scissors
You cut me in half
And out myself in tiny measures
You craft me up
Mold me and snip me
And all the cuts
You put on and tear me
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《 irrelevant 》
#55
No one needs you
No one pleases too
No one blazes through
Unless you're that important
No one cuts me by
No one ain't sky high
No one saying goodbye
This is irrelevant
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