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kid
listen up kid
don't you take your life for granted
you won't be this young forever
with a carefree state of mind
do what it is you love
and be grateful
Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again
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 Jun 2018 Ana Sophia
Dr Peter Lim
I have long ago
accepted my inadequacy
and rather enjoyed it
indeed this has made me happy
 Jun 2018 Ana Sophia
Alesa
Recover
 Jun 2018 Ana Sophia
Alesa
a million memories you cant get rid of
a million pictures you can delete, but cant bring yourself to do.
why is that?
i hate you yet i still let you live in my phone because...
i dont have the courage to delete them.
trust me, ive tried.
2 am crying sessions going through my phone selecting all the pictures of you, of us,
yet i always recover them from the recently deleted.
she hates her reflection
hates her chubby arms
her chunky thighs
she wants a thin waist
perfectly slim legs
she craves perfection
not seeing what everyone else sees
absolute beauty
i don't take any of it back
it's all part of the being i am
why should i apologise
this is me
 Jun 2018 Ana Sophia
Alesa
If
 Jun 2018 Ana Sophia
Alesa
If
you know,
i have trouble telling my feelings or expressing myself,
but i will try.
if i told you i missed you,
would you believe me?
if i told you i wasnt okay,
would you tell me you’d make it?
if i came to you crying,
would you hold me tight?
what if..
i told you i still loved you,
would you kiss me and say you loved me too?
i don't know anymore
i don't know where i stand
or who i stand with
i guess it's okay to wander
but i'm a little lonely
a little sad
in need of a little more love
but i don't even know
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