Oh!!!!often you cries for me
I thought none is there to hear my blablas
But  you shouted with your drops
To show me that you have heard and cried for me..

Want someone for me
to hear me
to care for me
to love me
to love only me

Well Known that
i cant get someone like that

longs,longed, will long
cried,cries,will cry

self consoling
is the worst thing

in the world
but seems as a bold

how can i escape
can't die
can't fly

but to write
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i did the best i could,
for who i was,
at the time.

this is not a poem
          
          

                       *just a mere

image
consisting of

                                         straight lines
and curves

Of all the ways you've laid waist
to the Fortressess of Love I ***** in the realm of my emotions...

Of all the brittle limbs you send back crumbling on which once grew life I sent to you like pawns before me in this dry territory where the dust disturbs the view of the silvry illuminations in the sky...

Of all these things I've said, and the things I've not said...

At least, they let me know that you know I'm alive.