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Dear Absent Friend

Dear absent friend
Are you still there?
Do you still lurk in the places we used to?
Or have you moved on to pastures new?

Dear absent friend
Do I ever cross your mind?
Even on days with no rain from the skies 
It rains from my eyes

Dear absent friend
I long to hear your voice
For your asks I could not fulfill 
But I miss you still 

Dear absent friend
I hope that you are happy
H...

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Pursuit

Caught in mundane trivalities in my environs secure
Something seems amiss, of which I am not so sure

No shackles tie me down, still can't seem to express 
Odd feeling at the nucleus, now difficult to suppress 

Endowed though sufficiently no concerns as of now
Need stoking stimulus, to find new trigger somehow

All familiar seems daunting, must try & explore anew
To bring a bit of sembl...

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tediumpursuitLongingremorsesearch

I am capable of love

Words can be weaponised
Be careful with the words you use
What might be a throw away sentence to you
Forever imprinted, taunting anothers mind 

When you chose these words 
Did you remember the things about me which only you know
The secrets I don't share freely 
But entrusted with you 

People have preconceived notions
Ready to label and validate assumptions
You saw behind the mask
Y...

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what's that word again?

I've been in my feelings
and in my head for years.
I've built walls and
called them boundaries only
to wake up one day and realize
that I've boxed myself in

and that's the tragedy in it all;

in keeping myself safe
I've locked everything out.
and what a sad way to live,
peaceful and
picking my own muse 
to pieces until the only thing
left is
a bloody pile of 
everything I used to...

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driving with my mother

She said 37 words in fifteen seconds on the start of the drive home. 37 words in fifteen seconds. I don’t know what she said. I was too busy counting. She says I live inside my head. I don’t think she understands the irony. 37 words, she wasn’t even breathless. I don’t know if it was an attempt to fill the silence or if it was her way of closing the distance between us by opening it, or she was si...

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mumsilencespacemisunderstandinglonging

Sunset Memory

An old porch swing made once for two.

Cool night breeze calling out to you.

Ten thousand memories rise above,

the sunset waters of our love.

 

Just like the day slips into the night,

the love we had that was oh so right

it slipped away. It slipped away,

like day slips into night.

 

Was our love doomed to come and pass,

one day as fire, one day as ash?

Night afte...

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lovelosslost lovelonging

Til Time Stands Still

It was a beautiful story,

I wish it was my own. 

It makes me think of you,

so every now and then

I turn it on. 

 

Was the first song we danced to,

it made us fall in love. 

Now every time it plays

I see your face, 

you’re all I think of. 

 

Why does it seem true loves

are always kept apart?

Is it cruel fate,

a form of bait

that’s used to crush the he...

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