pcb - Hello Poetry

When we walked hand in hand somewhere in October, I felt like the pulse was elapsing. But when it's just you and me— voice stolen, head empty, my heart started to beat as it had always been just as the first time you sunk deep right in. I tried. I try, at least— to keep us abide. But again, just as we fell so hard in May, now the flicker is fading away along a distant noise As you let me slip away from your arms.

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Jul 12, 2021

Jul 12, 2021 at 1:57 PM UTC

Summer Fling

When we walked hand in hand somewhere in October, I felt like the pulse was elapsing. But when it's just you and me— voice stolen, head empty, my heart started to beat as it had always been just as the first time you sunk deep right in. I tried. I try, at least— to keep us abide. But again, just as we fell so hard in May, now the flicker is fading away along a distant noise As you let me slip away from your arms.

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. Paper scraps, paper love, paper folds. All these adjectives written on papers— and my thoughts remain scattered and perplexing. Paper planes, paper boats, paper dreams. I pour my true feelings disguised in various linings because, in the end, even the most heartfelt words on papers are eventually scattered, accidentally stepped on, and, slowly, forgotten.

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Jun 18, 2021

Jun 18, 2021 at 10:47 AM UTC

Papers, papers.

. Paper scraps, paper love, paper folds. All these adjectives written on papers— and my thoughts remain scattered and perplexing. Paper planes, paper boats, paper dreams. I pour my true feelings disguised in various linings because, in the end, even the most heartfelt words on papers are eventually scattered, accidentally stepped on, and, slowly, forgotten.

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While everything dissolves in a blur and everyone else is in a hurry, between the fast and slow footsteps on the street, yours just feel like water— flowing across minds in one step, through sands of time in two. Maybe they will find you cold and bland, but have they ever felt cold water on a sizzling day? And maybe, maybe I've swum in calmer waters, walked at a slower pace with many. But no one has ever swung my hand along a busy pedestrian street, or swayed me as gently as you did.

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Jun 15, 2021

Jun 15, 2021 at 6:24 PM UTC

Cold water

While everything dissolves in a blur and everyone else is in a hurry, between the fast and slow footsteps on the street, yours just feel like water— flowing across minds in one step, through sands of time in two. Maybe they will find you cold and bland, but have they ever felt cold water on a sizzling day? And maybe, maybe I've swum in calmer waters, walked at a slower pace with many. But no one has ever swung my hand along a busy pedestrian street, or swayed me as gently as you did.

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I could, I _would_ fall so hard for you, If only there's any space for me to jump.

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Mar 11, 2021

Mar 11, 2021 at 1:31 PM UTC

Freefall

I could, I _would_ fall so hard for you, If only there's any space for me to jump.

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You told me that life would be so much more if I weren't so blue. Then you touched me, and we were slowly embraced by an enthralling lilac sky with all of its hues. With you, life indeed became beautiful and true. But darling, you didn't tell me that even the beauty has its due. You didn't tell me that the sun would go down dragging you. .

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Feb 19, 2021

Feb 19, 2021 at 2:37 AM UTC

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You told me that life would be so much more if I weren't so blue. Then you touched me, and we were slowly embraced by an enthralling lilac sky with all of its hues. With you, life indeed became beautiful and true. But darling, you didn't tell me that even the beauty has its due. You didn't tell me that the sun would go down dragging you. .

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I believe that there's nothing mistaken about how stars are aligned. But dear, I am the moon. Our path will never be entwined, no matter how much we sob and whine. We are...untune.

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Feb 19, 2021

Feb 19, 2021 at 2:12 AM UTC

Stars are not for me

I believe that there's nothing mistaken about how stars are aligned. But dear, I am the moon. Our path will never be entwined, no matter how much we sob and whine. We are...untune.

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