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BasedLyon Jun 18
Empty coffers, No château;
Her love I'll never know.
Is my youth, loyalty, humo-
-never enough.
I'm back. Going to publish the backlog I've written on the sides of syllabuses and official documents. One day I'll self-publish and choke people with soul.
BasedLyon Feb 2019
A Letter To Hong
By: Leo

I forget my tongue with you,
dumbfounded by your beauty.
These feelings are not new,
but I can only express in poetry.

The written word is my proxy
when cowardice strikes me.
Tell him why you cannot see
the future that we could be.
A incomplete poem I wrote for her. I lost the muse and cannot return to the state of mind when I wrote. As such, it will remain incomplete.
BasedLyon Feb 2019
Late Night Thoughts
By: Leo

Your head on the shoulder of mine
Sleeping safe and soundly.
I couldn't help but check the time,
a foolish attempt to create eternity.

(tick)5:50am
With you it feels great to be alive!
(tick)5:55am
Oh how I want you to be with me!
(tick)5:56am
Now I have felt heaven!
(tick)5:57am
Cherishing the moment to go to class late!
(tick)5:57am
Oh if only I could make more time!

The sun maliciously shinned its light,
thus ending the ecstasy of the night.
You leave me with a smile,
and I knew it was all worthwhile.
When I was foolish and ignorant, I wrote this for Esther. I don't think my words have value to her, so hopefully it does for ya'll.

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