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A Beautiful MessLaughter behind the tears, / Tears behind the memories, / And memories are all that's left.
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Jan 3, 2013
Believer in Forever?My heart’s taken, / My soul united to yours, / Hands entangled,
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Jan 5, 2013
CapturedHid away, somewhere, packed up with careless love, / We all have them, somewhere. / Sometimes filled with regret, sometimes pain and misunderstanding
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May 12, 2013
Do You Dare?Do you dare? / For I see you have stopped to stare. / Do you dare, for one screams in protest,
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Feb 11, 2013
Fear was my TruthYour frantic search will end in peace, / That is, if you search at all. / Blinded by the definition of what you’re looking for,
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Mar 27, 2013
For You Are MissedMy mind takes me back again, / To the glorious days when I couldn’t refrain, / My heart to freefall,
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Jan 5, 2013
I love you, don’t I?Hands entangled, eyes locked, / Alone amidst the sheets, we lay. / The world fell silent to us,
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Jan 3, 2013
In My Head.In the hustle and bustle of a metropolitan city, I searched you down. Stalked, hunted and fished you out. Out of the 7 billion people, I found you, and that was all which mattered. You. Your hair still soft and ruffled with care, you lips still pink without usage, or so I hoped, your eyes, sparkling as always behind your thin framed silver glasses. You, with your bold look, walking across the streets like you own them. You, with you heavy and slow steps walking to your destination with a purpose to conquer. You. / And in that unknown city, so far away from the root of our existence, with mindless honks of drivers and a play of lights everywhere, I found somebody that I used to know. A face not forgotten, yet changed, eyes which haunted reappeared and a voice which lingered rung in my ears. I found you. / I would purposely bump into you, pretending to be in a hurry, pretending to not recognize the only face embedded in my soul, drop my valuables, say something like my identification card, give you a quick smile and a sorry and run off and disappear into the wave of the crowd.
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May 25, 2013
KnowingChain of events, / Unraveled and over thought of, / Waiting for it to happen, aren’t you?
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Jan 21, 2013
LookA blur of green dancers, / Grouped, huddled together, / Movements, aimless as can be.
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Jan 25, 2013
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