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It's fun
As I sit here sipping a coke
On a road middle of nowhere
Just alone on my truck
And I see the planes fly

And as they pass by
I imagine my heart
Is on one of them

For I watched it get one, once
Maybe one day I could see him again
And not have to say goodbye
  Jan 2023 Writing of the Unknown
yann
I've made it complicated, loving you,
But the seasons have changed,
And so did i, so did you.
01.01.2022 I think this is the last poem I'll write about you. Love changes, it quiets down, it doesn't leave but it gets peaceful sometimes. I untied the knots, I feel calm. Merry New Year to me !
  Jan 2023 Writing of the Unknown
yann
it's the golden one that you want,
that which is burried deep inside of me,
you dont want the heart who beats the same song
for everyone it meets,
its charm blinded you into reaching
for more,
for more,
for more than that, even.
its not all of me that you love, then,
your fingers only crave the sad embrace
of my golden heart,
i'm not giving this one away.
i'm not.
27.10.22 at 3am, while gluing horns for halloween
  Jan 2023 Writing of the Unknown
yann
every species has its weaklings,
every tree its cracked branches,
there is equity in loss and rotten eggs, i know.

but what does the sorrow in my heart
bring the world around me
but more little drops of despair in this giant sea ?

if i cannot bring myself to love
as it is wanted from me,
if loneliness is the price i pay for a breath,

i would hope somewhere in a desert
a most beautiful blossom
dare to wake.
06.11.22  self grieving
Why must the anger leave
and sorrow sit in
to remind me
I am alone?
So sweet
So caring
So lovable


but behind her caring smile
behind those bright eyes
Behind her loving heart

the blade hides
Waiting to strike
So what ever you do

don't make that blade come out
because she might miss with the blade
but not with the gun
So simple
To hide something
You must hide it
in plain sight

Deep under the obvious
above the known

So is it really hidden then
or just waiting for the right time?
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