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 Jun 2020 Jen
Pilar Orozco
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 Jun 2020 Jen
Pilar Orozco
271
Subconsciously locking my feelings away again
Trying to accept that I’m nothing to you
I don’t want to get hurt
I can’t get hurt
I know I won’t survive a next time
Life is but a ticking clock
Moving seconds at a time
Waiting hour after hour
For the bells to chime
With each minute that goes passing by
We grow closer to an end
And each moment we experience
Grows much harder to defend
As time cannot be broken
Time can only bend
To decipher every mystery
Of what, and how, and when
 Jun 2020 Jen
Satsih Verma
Smitten by your holy
tongue, the muse melts
in the raging sun.

There was a deep
gorge between the hills.
My face turns blue.

Trembling hands will knit
splendent wreath for a
departing moon.
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