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 Apr 2017 Jebe
The Tinkerer
A Poet's broken heart is like,
A Katana in a monk's arms.
A truth?
- O
 Mar 2017 Jebe
Bianca Fontejon
Touch
 Mar 2017 Jebe
Bianca Fontejon
You were broken glass,
But I still touched you
- Even Though I knew I would get hurt.
This is why broken glass shouldn't be touched or played with.
No matter how harmless it may seem, It could leave the deepest of cuts
and the most painful of wounds.
 Mar 2017 Jebe
Bianca Fontejon
You can't just love and unlove anything.
No matter how mad, sad,
Annoyed, or irritated you are.

It's either you always have,
Or you never did.
You don't actually learn how to love anything.

It's like hearing a song for the first time,
Knowing it'd be your favorite one
- Right away. That, is the feeling.
 Jan 2017 Jebe
Bianca Fontejon
2am
 Jan 2017 Jebe
Bianca Fontejon
2am
11pm is for those who can't sleep,
bloods filled with rush;
because of the sweet texts they just can't wait to read.

1am is for the poets who just can't stop,
can't stop the thoughts entering --
entering their mind one by one.

And 2am is for the broken.
The ones who can't stop thinking,
Thinking of what might've been,
What could've been.

— The End —