nicmili - Hello Poetry

Kiss me when you're sober I'm not the one in your head If it weren't for the boozes I wouldn't have tasted your lips I've never smoked a cigarette but I felt like I did, for a hundred times now this still feels different Next time I wish you would Kiss me when you're drunk A taste you'd never stop chasing Though high of ardent spirits I wish you'd call out my name

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Apr 28, 2022

Apr 28, 2022 at 11:00 AM UTC

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Kiss me when you're sober I'm not the one in your head If it weren't for the boozes I wouldn't have tasted your lips I've never smoked a cigarette but I felt like I did, for a hundred times now this still feels different Next time I wish you would Kiss me when you're drunk A taste you'd never stop chasing Though high of ardent spirits I wish you'd call out my name

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you paint tables yellow and mostly anything around you but you are bleak as midnight, never golden-shaded like you used to you die at the instant your fear blooms they say you water flowers but despair is what you grow dear, breathe loneliness is unbecoming on you your grand irises are falling to someone who's been rose-colored black is an unusual hue

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Feb 27, 2022

Feb 27, 2022 at 7:17 AM UTC

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you paint tables yellow and mostly anything around you but you are bleak as midnight, never golden-shaded like you used to you die at the instant your fear blooms they say you water flowers but despair is what you grow dear, breathe loneliness is unbecoming on you your grand irises are falling to someone who's been rose-colored black is an unusual hue

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I carry baggages of what I used to be of what I was born and reborn with From melancholic dreams, I'm a castaway I sailed through the storms of memories but oceans of bitterness chased and chained me I am framed in steel, caged in bars guarded by haunting ghosts of the past I can no longer see what the future holds I can no longer hear cries from my souls Someone must've dragged them back to abyss

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Oct 25, 2021

Oct 25, 2021 at 3:46 AM UTC

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I carry baggages of what I used to be of what I was born and reborn with From melancholic dreams, I'm a castaway I sailed through the storms of memories but oceans of bitterness chased and chained me I am framed in steel, caged in bars guarded by haunting ghosts of the past I can no longer see what the future holds I can no longer hear cries from my souls Someone must've dragged them back to abyss

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Lately you were golden-hued but I like you better in ebony and you've been over my head playing like a scene from a movie Sometimes I couldn't sleep I'd think about what I could've said but I bear with silence I wouldn't say I wish I'd say yes 'Cause I was never really sure though I like to think you hear me sometimes and see the unending possibilities

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Oct 14, 2021

Oct 14, 2021 at 10:44 PM UTC

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Lately you were golden-hued but I like you better in ebony and you've been over my head playing like a scene from a movie Sometimes I couldn't sleep I'd think about what I could've said but I bear with silence I wouldn't say I wish I'd say yes 'Cause I was never really sure though I like to think you hear me sometimes and see the unending possibilities

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At last She stripped her fears away and clothed herself with courage No one could ever undress There she goes dressed in confidence Head's up high, she knows better and bold At last

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Jun 30, 2021

Jun 30, 2021 at 9:36 AM UTC

At Last

At last She stripped her fears away and clothed herself with courage No one could ever undress There she goes dressed in confidence Head's up high, she knows better and bold At last

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We did not leave yet novelty stood out As if we were strangers in this place A certain loneliness bloomed And silence grew from it We did not leave yet vacancies filled in and it's suffocating We became a village of foreign gazes and nostalgia I wanna go home Can we go home?

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Feb 14, 2021

Feb 14, 2021 at 12:37 AM UTC

Homesickness

We did not leave yet novelty stood out As if we were strangers in this place A certain loneliness bloomed And silence grew from it We did not leave yet vacancies filled in and it's suffocating We became a village of foreign gazes and nostalgia I wanna go home Can we go home?

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I want a love like this One that grows as we age I want a love like that Something we can look back at and look forward to I want a love like yours I want a love like yours No fear of taking chances; of seeing tomorrows Something I can hold onto and not easily let go I want a love like this

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Feb 13, 2021

Feb 13, 2021 at 9:19 PM UTC

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I want a love like this One that grows as we age I want a love like that Something we can look back at and look forward to I want a love like yours I want a love like yours No fear of taking chances; of seeing tomorrows Something I can hold onto and not easily let go I want a love like this

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eyes dull heads low dead silence echoes cold, still mellow so it goes crestfallen black and blue things you never knew hold still shallow so it goes

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Feb 13, 2021

Feb 13, 2021 at 2:39 AM UTC

So it goes

eyes dull heads low dead silence echoes cold, still mellow so it goes crestfallen black and blue things you never knew hold still shallow so it goes

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You, a celestial that never retrogrades Bold and fiery, never ceases Carry on Billion of stars but nothing compares to— you are remarkable an epitome of vitality and strength And you go back to chaos for you were born from it A resurrection of dust Carry on.

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Feb 12, 2021

Feb 12, 2021 at 8:16 AM UTC

Elios

You, a celestial that never retrogrades Bold and fiery, never ceases Carry on Billion of stars but nothing compares to— you are remarkable an epitome of vitality and strength And you go back to chaos for you were born from it A resurrection of dust Carry on.

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