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You know
you don't love her anymore when
thoughts of her go blind
and
lose their pulse and there's no trace of her drug in your blood
Bay
The man
who kept
his emotions
at bay
drowned
in them
all
one
winters
day
Hello poetry,

It's me your old friend
Do you still care about me?
Do you think of me when you are alone like I do with you?
Where did you go to that it's hard to come visit?
Do you miss our times together?

I compliment you in the day for your beauty
And in the night for your glow
I compliment you in a song for you are hard to forget
I'm grateful for your warmth and company when I felt alone
For in those dark rooms, we wrote beautiful poems together and I felt less alone
I can't imagine my life without you
Please come back home

Signed the faded poet
Writing hasn't been easy of late.
It's like I lost my sense of direction
I lost that drive and inspiration
Getting back up is a bit challenge but I'm trying
I'm in love with the girl next door
she is pretty
My heart keeps falling for her
Even when l don't know her name
I can't describe these
feelings
A crush
An infatuation
At least it is not a hallucination
I'm in love with the girl next door
Today,she said hi to me
It was a golden moment for me
As l absorbed melodies from
her voice.
At least l now know her name
And will write my story
starting with her.
Days run so fast.
Just yesterday,l was 10
And today ,l'm 15
And tomorrow, l will be 20
And maybe 40.
Hope l make it to 100
And tell stories to my grand
kids
About the walls l had to break
to survive
Some to make them smile
Others will be sad ones
And maybe they will cry
But in the end,each struggle
will be worth it.
It cries on its first visit to earth like it's not happy to be part of the struggles
To the doctors and family, it's how they know it is alive

It cries when it's hungry and when we it's too hot to suit its sleep

It cries when it falls down on its first step

It cries on its first whip from the world.
The bullies and hustles

It cries when it's picked up new wounds from new fights at school

It cries each and every time until it adapts to the world and becomes a man or a woman
I pondered about her while staring at her photo in my hand

"Beautiful angel"

The sun in the day
Star in the night
Candle in a dark place
The smile is blowing me away
Cherry lips still got me in a swift position to follow you around
Thoughts all alive
Deep and profound
Here staring
Lips wishing for a kiss, erasing the idea of me becoming a pope
So sun in the day
Follow me home
Lay next to me to keep the cold away
Guide my dreams
I'm lost in the Pacific and this glow is my only direction back to the world I'm used to

With the photo to my chest I smiled knowing she was the one
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