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Leafenhans
Leafenhans
The world must be easy in your eyes. Everything laid out, carefully planned. Your dream is within your reach, And nothing can deter it. Unshaken, determined, strong - You always laugh. It must be easy in your eyes. Suddenly, what is deemed impossible happens. Now laugh, to belittle what just happened. I can't fathom the depth you're exploring. I am curtailing behind ... For tears drop downwards - may they reach you. You will one day know, You are not alone.
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
The World must be Easy in Your Eyes
Look into my eyes, Do you see my pain? 'course not! I'm smiling, Bright teeth shows your reflection. I'm silent. Not a single word about myself. Are you sure? Are you sure you love me? Hold my hand, And now wish we shall last forever. Maybe, only maybe, One day I shall tell you my sorrows. Now, happiness Is all I will speak of.
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
Maybe I will Speak
O, Lord of the Meeting Rivers! I am here, eastward To the rising sun. Presenting myself, Bare hands and feet. Lord, I am weak and frail. Riverward, my reflection stirs. A drop stirs the river. Lord, I am weak and frail. I have but one question. O Lord, O. Why.
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
Meeting Rivers
You have me at first sight. Your eyes, your lips, Your hundred glimmers in the pupils when you're speaking. Every small things you do. We walk pass each other everyday. Sometimes we have small chit-chat. Maybe you have forget it by now, But your little advice makes me a better person.
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
Little Things
Why? I have stopped dreaming and keep asking, Why? Did you leave me here alone and without help, Why? I'm imploring your selfishness, begging your return, Why? You have such importance to me, and others, why leave, Why?
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 3:33 PM UTC
Why?
My world is not of the written word It cannot be numbered held captive on a so called page My world is liquid as sea , rain , snow or ice It can be hot , cold , or entice My world is cloudy It thunders after it flashes light My world is wrong , my world is right There are no words that bind my life I won't be delegated to exist in the black on white I will not be staved by the limited sways of the written words upon the page
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 2:41 PM UTC
My world
it is almost impossible to forgive someone that you once loved. it is almost impossible not to forgive someone that you love.
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 10:32 AM UTC
almost
Stay with me But be silent. I have lost faith In listening And soon speaking. But then, After all those sufferings I am, by nature, A social animal And still afraid of Dying alone.
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
Be Silent
A moonlit dance beneathe constellations       not Taurus or Gemini, Delphinus or Orion                  but stars we named together                    linking lines from star to star        hands pointing in air so cold a tear falls and                            another   leaving a roadmap on my cheeks             that you                             chase                                        chase                                                   chase             lifting the palm of your hand                  so cold to the touch I shiver             feeling the beauty of my tears          that glisten like Venus in the midnight sky              of this cold Parisian night   you smile in jest and      I misplace the space   between you and I and that sky   whispering "do you love me?"     how could I resist the beauty of                  our second to last kiss. © Sia Jane
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC
Centaurus