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  Sep 2022 Lee
A Poet
If you'd like I'll stay until our death,
From the bees and rays of honey that ooze from the sun,
Under the cold dead branches cradled under winter stars.
I will always be with you, my love,
so love me a little more. . .
  Sep 2022 Lee
Grey
The world and everyone won.
I’ve lost everything and everyone.
I lost myself in the process and now I am left to rebuild from the nothingness once again.
Turns out doing the right thing leaves you empty with no one and nothing.
Yet I find the beauty in being alone.
No pressure or no one to tell you that you’re not good enough.
Lee Sep 2022
The coldness of my being
Pained and screaming
Dying and depleting
Was only ever for your well being
With no place left for retreating
I'm afraid I won't make many more evenings
I'm sorry though
I never meant to leave you bleeding
Lee Sep 2022
I do not fear my end
So I freefall
Gracelessly
Out of control

Without you
But
For you
As
I was never good for you
  Aug 2022 Lee
Zywa
My soul searches you,

I fly further and further --


and I do not land.
"Harte fremde Hände" ("Hard strange hands", 1951-1953, Hilde Domin)

Collection "VacantVoid"
  May 2022 Lee
Alaska Young
Why
Why do you push people away?

"I want them to be happy."
Lee May 2022
So it's come
Years of planning
My disappearing
Death certificates
Nothing but a figure
No one among the masses
My ghosting
My new life in death
A face soon to be nameless
A second unsaid goodbye
Better left unsaid
For love sake
For my family sake
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