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Clindballe Aug 2014
But
I turned right but ended up on the left.
I am alive but dead inside.
I looked at you but saw someone else.
I loved you but I hate you.
I called you but you did not answer.
I felt happy but I am sad.
I thought I was found but I am lost.
I was whole but I am broken.
I acted like an angel but ended up as a devil.
Written: August 27. - 2014
Clindballe Aug 2014
Even when I am
Six feet under
The ground
I'll still be
thinking
About
Cats
Their
Lovely
Personalities
Their fluffiness
Purrs and meows
I have a weakness for cats.
Written: August 27. - 2014
Clindballe Aug 2014
The words are all in your head
The words you always read
The words you never said
But you are dead
So the words fled
Written: August 25. - 2014
Clindballe Aug 2014
Oh dear sister. The misery hides inside the house. The one I told you about. The one you forgot.

Oh dear brother. Why can't you see the pain. The one I told you about. The one you forgot.

Oh dear mother. Why is the monster not gone. The one I told you about. The one you forgot.

Oh dear father. The creature is inside you. The one I told you about. The one you forgot.
Written: August 21. - 2014
Clindballe Aug 2014
I got lost in you like I do with books.
Forgot about my surroundings.
About the hurtful endings.
A real life horror story.
With no big glory.
Just great pain.
How lame.
Written: August 20. - 2014
Clindballe Aug 2014
Poetry with lost words.
Books with lost minds.
Music with lost voices.
*You with lost me.
Written: August 20. - 2014
Clindballe Aug 2014
We can't touch.
That's what they say.
It's impossible for us.
For everyone.

The air between makes it impossible.

We can touch.
That's what I say.
It's possible for us.
For everyone.

I felt your soft skin against mine.

We can't touch.
That's what you say.
It's possible for everyone.
Not for us.
Written: August 11. - 2014
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