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 Nov 2018 Iz
Ann
our memories
are fading off
bit by bit.
soon they'll
be nothing left
of us.
just two
strangers heading
off in different
directions.
 Nov 2018 Iz
Colm
Receding
 Nov 2018 Iz
Colm
Show me a world
In which I’ve slowed myself down
To the point where I can see my own point of mind
My own line and where it ends
And when
Laughing at myself. Receding. Smallness of mind.
 Nov 2018 Iz
Silverflame
Futile
 Nov 2018 Iz
Silverflame
I let go of my first love before it had a chance to bloom.
I watched it fall with autumn into the descending moon.

But here we are again; talking about yesterday's tune.
It's like nothing ever happened, and thus my pain resumes.
 Nov 2018 Iz
Silverflame
Fragile
 Nov 2018 Iz
Silverflame
The porcelain bird flew so very high
until its neck encountered with the ground.
From the windowsill to the edge of night
it died alone; with no one else around.
 Nov 2018 Iz
Silverflame
The love you paint in my heart,
looks more like vandalism than art.
 Nov 2018 Iz
Ann
unanswered.
 Nov 2018 Iz
Ann
did i wait
too much?

or
was it

did i hope
too much
from you?
 Nov 2018 Iz
Jeremi
Honesty
 Nov 2018 Iz
Jeremi
sometimes it really takes
too many lies to cover
a single truth

but

a single lie
can destroy
all spoken truths
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