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CG Abenis Feb 2012
Two organs,
both delicate and important,
they're best friends,
and both are good advisers.
But when it comes to love,
both are best enemies,
for brain always wants to leave
but the heart always wants to love.

Heart pumps blood to brain,
Brain sends impulses to the heart,
both co-function,
and yet, have different reactions.

She's more confused now,
"Which to follow?"
she always asks,
but she ends up always being ambiguous,
for knowing that she must leave him
but feeling that she loves him even more.

Later, brain would seem to be overpowered by heart
'cause though brain is the commander,
the heart always has something in it
that's hard to resist even how much neurons
is sent by the brain to feel the opposite.

And when she's unable to control,
both important organs
will be damaged,
and then she loses it all.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
I lost my heart,
and later I found out
It's been stolen by you.
But still, I'm glad you did. :)
CG Abenis Feb 2012
Speak your feelings to the moon,
Don't wait for death to take your life soon
when you'll choke to death,
your heart would stop beating,
with airway blocked and breathing gone, fleeting.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
"You told me to taste
your love even just for once
Now, I beg for more."
refer to "i told you..."
the poem I wrote before this one. :)
CG Abenis Feb 2012
******* love first
Before deciding
to ***** it out.
Please then read "you replied..."
It's the poem I wrote after this.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
Fill me;
I'm thirsty for your love.

Fly me;
I wanna reach the skies above.

Kiss me;
I wanna feel your lips.

Love me;
It's my ever long - time wish.

Stay with me;
I'd be lost without you.

Take me;
Anywhere you wanna go, I want to be with you.

Just make me yours;
And I'll give everything,
my everything to you,
to you only and
no one else but you.
CG Abenis Feb 2012
He tells me to do this and to do that,
I follow his orders no matter how fool I become
I just can't let my body follow my brain,
It's like a string is attached in every part of my body,
And he becomes the ruler of my entire movements.

He tells me to do this and do that,
No matter how hard it is for me,
I have no choice, I just do my part.

But freedom
is what I shout!
Freedom
is what I want!

As you can see, there are no marks in my body,
No evidences that I've been ******* with strings,
No evidences that I've been controlled by my puppeteer.

But why can't I say no to his commands,
Why can't I not follow everything he says?

As you can see
I have body like yours,
As you can hear,
I have a voice echoing in this place like yours
And as you can feel in my chest,
I have a heart that beats like yours.

Am I puppet?
( no )
I'm not a puppet,
I am a human!

But if I'm not,
maybe I'm just a puppet trapped in a human's soul.
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