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  Sep 29 Antonyme
IrieSide
Hurt is a reminder
that love is
required
Note to self.
Antonyme Jan 28
once
the
Stars
are
reduced
to
Ashes
truly,
every
single
thing
will have meant
Nothing

...

Though, its love
its joy
its everything
will
live on
in the vast darkness,
a ripped sail

without a
strong wind

to rip
it
Apart
  Dec 2019 Antonyme
L B
I want to see
your face, your eyes
Through the steam of our coffees
Know
every line
of your smile in sunlight
Trace my words along...
every micro-expression...
Every hint of hesitation
The fault lines
of our desolations
of our hopes

Desire--
of our fears
And, in all our failings
The apology of years
these clouds like follies,
these moons like watery
ghosts, flooding, light
like a swollen stream, the
golden glow escapes, exhumed
like an egyptian mummy,
its laundry the white sheets
of the world, its apparition’s
the reticent clouds of the dark.
Antonyme Dec 2019
the most hurt
comes from the people that don't understand you

and most problems
come from the people that do
  Nov 2019 Antonyme
Kafka Joint
There are many words,
But only one silence,
In so many worlds
So few senses.
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