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Oskar Erikson Dec 2018
i can write
a thousand pretty things
yet still be left
with a thousand pretty
nothings.
Oskar Erikson Oct 2018
let each leaf in the forest
be a love story that anybody can walk through when
they feel alone.

let each late night car ride
carry sonnets, starlit whispers and murmurs
in case it feels a little too much.

let each poem in this logbook
be able to reach into your longing heart and empty hands
for whenever you thought you weren't loved.

i am always one poem away from saying "i love you."
Oskar Erikson Oct 2018
it just keeps escaping me.
when the candles burnt out so too I expected the shadows.
but after the heartache I still feel the burn of no goodbyes and hellos.
still I feel the lack of care
I feel something that wasn’t ever there.
Oskar Erikson Oct 2018
my heart belongs to someone you
once were;
but my body lies with someone
that couldn’t be you.
Oskar Erikson Oct 2018
all of this love
is sunk
and i can’t dive deep enough.
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