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 Apr 2015 X
Steff
I can feel your sadness
It courses through my veins
I feel it burning, aching,
Yet hoping away the pain

I can feel your tears
Flowing vicariously through mine
Rolling silently down my cheek
Settling on my lips, like wine

I can taste your pain
Bitterness upon my tongue
Numbing poison; breathing it in
Settling inside my lung

I could take the hurt away
I could make you feel whole
Just please let me back in
Allow me back into your soul
 Apr 2015 X
Billo
Infatuation:
Broken hearts fixating on
each other's fractures
 Apr 2015 X
augustine
Your body shakes
your helpless to the quakes.
You wither on your sheets.
Your mouth screams.
Help me.
Silently
you choke on the words unspoken,
your mouth hangs open.
Its not over.
You pull your knee's up, closer
and hug yourself tight,
deep into the night.
 Apr 2015 X
Gianfranco Aurilio
Here nothing lasts forever.
The flower withers
the snow melts
the stone crumbles
memories fade
our dear ones leave
loves end
smiles die away
the night gives place to the day
the peace to the war
the war to the peace.
Here nothing lasts forever.
And where you are now?

14.5.'13
The original poem ("Qui niente dura per sempre") is in Italian.
There is no good translation for a poem.
I apologize for mine. Corrections are welcome.
As far as the sound of the poem is concerned,
please, read the original poem.

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