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Goodbyes are not forever
Goodbyes are not the end
They simply mean I'll miss you
Until we meet again...
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I kept chasing
you, as if
you were
a distant dream.
But dreams
are not always
dreams.
Sometimes, we have
nightmares too.
When did those dreams turned into nightmares? When did I stop believing in the magic of dreams?
 Nov 2018 Melancholic
Chrissy
Take me across the ocean
Teach me how to swim in your lies
 Nov 2018 Melancholic
den
i
love
you

three empty words
i want to fill

three empty words
i want to feel
 Nov 2018 Melancholic
Cheryl
There are worse things
than a broken heart
but to a romantic
to a poet soul
it's fuel, it's fodder
we keep scratching the scab off
and fingerpainting in the pool of our own blood
still working on closing the wound..
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