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 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
the lost girl
ocean and the sky
will join their hands
trying to wear me down
as the sand
runs through my mouth
everything goes darker
as the sky wears black
and lack
of sleep has gone so further now
my mother and my father
they will try to persuade me
to **** my dreams and follow
the ones they've already seen
as the streams carry me down
I would only scream
not for you or another
but only for my dreams
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
the lost girl
It's not important,
what I'm feeling
mind's full of sirens
but I'm healing
a bell still ringing
but I am leaving
to sail inside blues
as my raft's sinking
I'm looking for truce
for every piece of truth
but light's so far away
cause I murdered
my dreams today
without light
without hope
I'm going
through this road
in the eye of the storm...
light can be considered as God
I'm looking for God
but somehow he's not
looking for me
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
Kelly Hogan
By the way, I'm
Feeling sad, alone, depressed, anxious,
Frantic, and seeking medication.
But you wouldn't know, you've
Forgotten me. Lost in your domestic bliss.
Friends get out of sync sometimes.
But I'm not blaming you.
Friends
Forever

Right?
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
A Tango
I want you to use your hands;
not to hold
but to caress me.

I want you to use your fingers;
not to point out my flaws,
but to touch me
and give me a tingling sensation.

I want you to use your lips;
not just to speak
but to kiss
and in other ways
to use your mouth.


**Can you use
not only your senses
but also your heart?
With a pounding heart,
Pull me quick into your arms,
Sighing onto me,
The breath from your lips
On my neck,

Around my ear,
Whispering,
"I love you"
With your hand in my hair,
Rubbing me gently

Draw in,
Into your lungs,
The smell of my fragrance
Feel it spread out
Inside your chest

Exhaling into me,
With your lips against mine,
The essence of a thirst
Running deep from within
The chambers of your heart
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
chris
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 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
chris
IT’S 2:38 AM BUT I NEVER SLEEP
ANYMORE BECAUSE
OVER TIME I CLOSE MY EYES
YOUR PICTURE BURNS IN MY
EYELIDS AND THE THOUGHT
OF YOU SITS IN THE BACK
OF MY BRAIN
 Mar 2017 Andy Mion
Mbali Dlamini
So here we go again...
Worrier I am, fighter and a believer
Sucker for all things sweet, forever a believer.

Here we go again, where love is found and lost.
Here we go again, to giving my heart, only to end up broken.
Here we go again, to a heart so naive and hopeful,
Love it seeks , love it thinks it has found.

Here we go again to wondering how long will it take before I look back and ask myself, was my head right?
With the heart still clouded , a vicious cycle it is.
Here we go again, to wishing its forever, knowing very well it could end any time.

Here we go again to me wishing this time it will be different... here we go, as I set myself up.
Here we go again and again, for it will never end, because that's what makes life what it is today.

Here we go again, as I fall and stumble and come out with a lesson learnt and stronger.

Here we go again, allowing myself to love again regardless. I won't stop!
3 generations of dust gathered
on a groove outside my
window,
breeze licks hair licks salt to nose
are we all not
here but to suffer
in our own forgetful minds

This loneliness and sunny languor
is a mirage
so big I cannot fathom
it, nor can I remember
my sadness's Name
i fixed the error, but it trended oops
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