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----------------------------­-----Love is not----------------------------------
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---the roses in a dozen,------@@@@@@@----------------------------------
-----------­----------------------------|>=<|-------you tie in a knot,---------
---------------nor words spoken, nor unspoken,------------------------
------------------------ but when our hearts meet, --------------------
------------- being one of the reasons they beat,------------------
-------------- in comfort,------------------------------------------
--------------­-- only we understand,-------------------
-------- walking hand in hand,-------------------
-------------- side by side-------------------
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We're all as lost in rust and frost
and don't say otherwise
because if you don't feel the same
maybe your time is yet to come

But worry not you're in good companies
if only us would all share stories
if only us all would admit and accept
dancing along with no regret

Hanging out with the wrong crowd
just to feel that I belong
every night a different crowd
trying to play along,
but nothing seems right
only to stick out like a sore thumb
the sounds of the crowd muffled drowned by my own thoughts
non-existent cheers to the genuine me
muddy grounds and misty rain
fake laughters masking the emptiness inside
laughing only to play along

Someday maybe I'll get back to me
Someday maybe you'd find the old you
what your future tells, I can't say for sure,
but for now let's just pour us another
Swim along, I won't let you sink
you can hold my hand for support
and I'll hug you 'til you feel better

calming self in verses
burying thoughts in words
plain and deceiving
poems... in rehearse
actions in reverse...
presence in just being...

closing the gates,    one more time,
visitors out, it was deserted anyway
the heart has been put on the pedestal, gathering dust
been picked up several times only to be put back down
each time shabbier than before
a little scratch here
a little dirt there
wondering will the gates be opened again
should it
or whether the heart was worth the price
or will anyone finally take it home
and prize it highly
as every heart should

Looking down at everything through a knife sharp analysis
Shaded with logic and facts
Before the world disappointed us
Or we disappointed we
Then we ran away and created a world of our own
A world that is much more simple and happy
Full of possibilities
A carefree one
An illusion some say
Somewhere more inhabitable than the reality we realised

We used to be the realist weren't we?...

Do you want to be again...?

Do you want to go back...?