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  Dec 2016 Isabelle
chris
It’s your life. Don’t let anyone make you feel guilty for living it your way.
  Dec 2016 Isabelle
Pablo Honey
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noun
1. Me without you
  Dec 2016 Isabelle
Jack Jenkins
Sign your name on my heart
With a sharp knife, please
So you can scar yourself
Forever into my heart
Written 9 February 2016... deja vu
Isabelle Dec 2016
You left me hanging
In the middle of nothing
In between love-lust-friendship
I do not know what it is
But sure, it is more than something
Because I felt everything

When you touched me
When you kissed me
It is more than lust
When you held me
When you smiled at me
My feelings I trust

But suddenly you became a ghost in town
Haunting me from dusk to dawn
You left without footprints on the ground
You left without marks to be found
Like a thief you were gone
You stole my heart and left me undone

Holding on to something that is fading
Still believing it is more than something
It’s my only way to console myself
It’s my only way to redeem myself
I have been fooled, I have been fooled
Now I am gloom, I am in gloom

No words of goodbye
Only memories that haunts me
Is everything just a lie?
Why do you have to do this to me
Every night I wish you are at my side
Will  you comeback to me?
Will you?
  Dec 2016 Isabelle
ryn
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We converse without words...
Just shudders and crests of bated breaths.
Tingles that resonate between echoing beats.

We speak without voice...
Just deep gazes that peer endless into bottomless eyes.
Subtle blinks that freeze the ticks of relentless hands.

We talk without sounds...
Just slight quivers between parted lips.
Holding the other captive in a gentle clasp.

We part with no farewell...
Just two wilful wisps darting on separate courses.
Knowing that paths that meander may someday converge.

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