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  Jan 2016 Eriko
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counted all my mistakes and there's only one
standing out from the list of the things I've done.
not mine
Eriko Jan 2016
That old man,
Of twinkling eyes
And handsome cheeks
Carved like a landscape
From a slender blade,
Eyes the softest glimmer
Of a cerulean hue
My dear old friend,
Of a voice rumbling deep
And laughter to always keep
And the kindest words
Swelling with wisdom
Trailed by stark wit and humor
May you rest in peace
Knowing that you have
Arrived to eternal sleep
R.I.P
Eriko Jan 2016
Out
what can I do for you miss?

get me the *****
*out of this place
Just a spark
Eriko Jan 2016
My feet plunged into cold water
You could hear the ice
Cackling with cruelty
Snapping me
To a startling reality
And the stars ceased to sing
My friend, I began to sink
In all the mounting pressure
Like that day
Of clouded gestures
Eriko Jan 2016
leave me be
simply*
to my desires
my spoiled treasures
and dangerous
*adventures
Eriko Jan 2016
the passage of time insists
to wilt away upon each passing sway
time slips by without
our consent,
our grip once set firm
slackening in return
maybe that's why
we grow anxious
of what is yet to come
in the morrow
Eriko Jan 2016
simply, in my humble opinion
the old man said
you are not magnificent
with an odd twinkle
in his grey eyes
and his shot of white hair
glistening in the moonlight
yet I hold a compass, a pencil
and a mind to will
no, I said
I am only not
as such
to you
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