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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
There is no afterlife...
...for those who did not live*,
Said the Butterfly
In his last days.

And I agree.

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
May you not weep like
Flowers of the morning.
May you be glad like
One rare evening
Accepting
All the loneliness in me,
Which no static star
Has ever carried,
Wishing, still,
For true love.

I only ask...
...to be remembered.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Patience, dear,
Was never about being sedentary,
But being disciplined.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
I filled your backpack with roses
Today. I threw your shirts,
Your skirts, and your underwear.
You're not going anywhere.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
We would be here,
Love, finger gunning
These ancient stars,
If you were not killed.

Here's to you.
Remember me.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
The fastest way to a kiss
Is a kiss, she said. *So,
She just bit my lip.
I hate her.


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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
The rain will fall anyway...

Your heart will beat...
...anyway.

Keep crying.
You are only hurting,
Because True Love...
...is selfless.*

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