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 Mar 2015 J
Corina
Martha
 Mar 2015 J
Corina
it's not your room anymore
people took it over
changed everthing except walls and floor
but I swear I can still smell you
here
the clock is still a few minutes ahead
you once told me it was running too fast
and you often had to take a few minutes back
I wonder who took over that task
here
your desk is gone
as well as your tea collection and books
no plants and not even languïstic decorations
now it's just neutral territory
here
But you're still here!
your photo on the wall supports my memory
(that wasn't there when you still lived)
and from this day on
your name is on the door
 Mar 2015 J
ryn
Serenade
 Mar 2015 J
ryn
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•play me a
tune of sweet serenade
•sing me a song of wistful
melody•recite me the words
you would            have said•
now whisper me your sighs
tenderly•paint me the
colours of night and day•write
me the poem of your heart•send me
your love on which I lay•make me the
end to all your starts•strum me the chord
of hopeful bliss•compose me a ballad that
sets my innermost free•so play me your
tune, the one that I would always miss
•and keep singing of us in a song,
so we'd be immortalised in
eternity•
.
 Mar 2015 J
Corina
numbers
 Mar 2015 J
Corina
I'm good at math
Whenever my mind gets bored
i practise multiplications
give myself math problems
I always solve them
correct

I tend to remember numbers
1,618033989 has been stuck in my head for years
And i once solve a rubik's cube
in 8.92 seconds

but no matter how good i may be with numbers
my heart is only in love
with words
 Mar 2015 J
BeAutiFul ConFuSion
I'm not so sure anymore
That I'll be able to keep my laws
To keep myself who I want to be
To keep myself who I am
When your right at the gate to my mind
Beckoning for me to leave the virtue of my walls
To leave behind all that
For you
And you know what?
When your right there
just standing there
I'm already on my way to you with the key
Not to let you in
But for you to break me out.
 Mar 2015 J
bcg poetry
So tired
 Mar 2015 J
bcg poetry
I almost told you today.
I am so tired of not telling you.
I changed the subject, I averted eye contact, I stayed strong.
We talked about your favorite Disney movie and the way I talk to my radio and we laughed.
I walked home alone.
I poured a glass to forget having to look away.
I am so tired of not being yours.
I love you and I almost told you today.
 Mar 2015 J
s
simple
 Mar 2015 J
s
I like simple things.
Walking
Breathing
Talking
I don't like simple things that turn into compex things.
Sprinting
Hyperventilating
Arguing
I have a hard time focusing on simplicity when it all changes into complexity without warning.
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