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Abimael Jul 2016
The sorrow can be carry with a mask
The pain can be withstand by a smiley
A life can be occult by alcohol.
Abimael Jul 2016
3000 poems I dedicate to love
millions of second I prayed for you
If this is not love
Then love has cursed me
Because at the end
I only think about love
Abimael Jul 2016
I once felt the tickle. the tickle that confuse us and made us vulnerable. Vulnerable to electricity that runs through ours hear, and at the end, made us seek for freedom. What is freedom? Freedom is the solely expression of the heart, a heart that seek refuge in you, to stay warm and at the same time to feel an ecstasy of an endless love for lust.
Abimael Jul 2016
A symphony of hearts
We feel it, but we can't see it
We can touch it, but yet
It is invisible
A melody of sorrow
A tears that escape.
This is the story
Of a lonely and empty heart.
Abimael Jul 2016
When you struggle
It means so much
It means to not give up
To not cease for a dream
Push forward
And live will go on.
Abimael Jul 2016
I am arouse from your smell
I day dream...
I have seen your soul
and I want to consume it
Consume it with poetry
With just a poem
that will show it all from you
Just like Lilly did,
Before the beginning of lust
Just eat the prohibited apple of mine
And let it all begins.
Abimael Jul 2016
Travel through earth
Is like traveling through your body
Every inch of you
Is a new flavor in my life.
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