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I'm not drinking
not tonight
I'm alright
it's really not a fight.
I mean did you invite me
just to spite me?
I only want a sip
put the bottle to my lip
refuel my ego trip
time passes
wine glasses.
Is that my cigarette lit
bathroom
floor
tears
fears
I don't have a problem.
At last when my heart almost lost its shine
When the glow of it had long since past
Your heart sought after mine
And when it was found my shine and warmth was back at last

I count no more wasted tears
No more echoes do I hear of their fall
No more wasted years
The time I spend with you makes it worth it all

I fear no more time or fate
For they no more can bring burdens to my heart nor brow
Between us the love is strong that was discovered late
And forever more will our souls keep it now.

Because of you
My world once broken is now whole
Love again lives in my soul
Can you believe that it is true
 Aug 2012 Noelia Hall
Lowercase
"I", said the apple, "am the body of temptation."
Blood red poison, source of expulsion!
"Oh", the strawberry cried,"And I, infatuation."
Bright ***** pink, I am compulsion.
And so every food clamored to make a claim.
All but the quiet brown staple stone.
The little potato wept in his bitter, cold shame.
"I am useless, unloved, quite alone..."
Ah, but fear not, although you are quite plain,
You are durability,  crucial, the go-to.
You are esteemed, and rather good for the brain,
So don't worry, I love you, little potato.
 Aug 2012 Noelia Hall
Bad Haiku
Please do not walk over my remains
I have had enough of walking over
I am sick to death of skinny heels
young love
demands perfection
of face, form and intent
old love
stitches together
the frayed
seeing the beauty
in patchwork
 Aug 2012 Noelia Hall
CharlesC
our lives
a parable each one..
looking back
stringing new beads today
evoked memories in
their sequence
a sequence
never before seen..
then pondering that the
beads in my string
might be strung
in so many ways..
but for today
the string I strung
seems quite enough
for new energy
new joy I found..
then pondering again
a question arising
what are those strings...?
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