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  Apr 2019 M
Nessa dieR
I thought I should write a happy poem
But I only write at night.
The ink of blood dripping from my heart
becomes thin and transparent in the light.

So if you want me to be honest:
The thought of you fills me with words
yet renders me speechless
to the point where writing hurts.
  Apr 2019 M
Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep..
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry..
I am not there. I did not die.
  Apr 2019 M
LN
If heartbreaks really broke the heart,
Hospital would have been earning ten folds
Heart doesn't break, the feelings do.
  Apr 2019 M
LN
It's a difficult love
I adore you,
Love you,
Care for you,
Fight the whole world for you,
And you don't even know that I exist.
I can even tell you about the number of moles on your face..... The ones that you might have not even noticed, but you can't even tell that a girl in a far away country exist to whome you mean the world.

I'm a fangirl.
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