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 Feb 2015 Thoughtskeeper
Aestu
You
 Feb 2015 Thoughtskeeper
Aestu
You
In your arms I'm safe,
Your eyes make me beautiful,
Your chains set me free.
If it has ended now
And we stop being friends,
Just tell me clearly please;
For love has blinded me,
I will not plainly see
That it has ended here.
I'm such a hopeful man
And will keep dreaming on,
So, say for certain please-
That this sweet friendship died;
There is no going back.
Too late to admit wrong,
(I am the guilty one
The fault was always mine).
Tell me to forget hope-
That the walls between us
Are stone hard, fiery hot,
And they will never fall.
Tell me to reject you,
And to not trouble you
That I should ramble off
And just go away far.
So, say it bluntly please,
If it has happened that
We are no longer friends.
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 Feb 2015 Thoughtskeeper
Amelia
Dusk
 Feb 2015 Thoughtskeeper
Amelia
I am a child of the sun
and it is night.
 Feb 2015 Thoughtskeeper
sunxset
We both said I love you
But the difference was that
I did not lie
I cloud my mind
with thoughts of You
as I drive myself out of
and sometimes into

a crime of one
a conspiracy of two
one was in love
the other was too

this love was arbitrary
t'was asserted by both
this love was ordinary
a relation that quotes

the names of You and I
and of how we're meant to be,
how we were not to try,
and of how we'll always be.

nothing was really asserted
nothing is really true
it was just from me to myself
and how I'll always love You

and so I cloud my mind
with thoughts of You
to remind me of sanity
to deprive Me of truth.
you and i
 Feb 2015 Thoughtskeeper
sunxset
i don't know why i keep thinking about us
when all the memories are erased
they have all turned to rust

i don't know why you keep coming back
some nights i wake up
and you are alive in my dream

i don't know why i still need you
still desire and love you
like the first day we've met

i don't know why you are still here
haunting during day and night
don't you have something better to do?

don't you have something better to do?
i ask myself
and slowly, as i smile to myself
tears slip through my eyes

and then i remember
us again.
rant rant rant **** **** **** love love love is is is bull ******* ****
 Feb 2015 Thoughtskeeper
LN
It had always been about you
my poems
my prose
my lips
and I should've known better.
When you make someone your world, then realise there was nothing to make a story out of in the first place.
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