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 Apr 2015 Özcan Mermaid
Shylah S
artful way to vent
spill secrets you wouldn't tell a soul
to make things that can only be woven by the fabric of words
 Apr 2015 Özcan Mermaid
Pax

Experiences make us wiser,
Learning makes us smarter
All must coincides together
with an open mind to ponder
and a good heart to wonder
--  balancing from right and wrong
  We gain rooms for change
                and more storage
                            to process
      the increasing progress.

With all that often times we waste something good to needful things.

this was part of a one long poem, like the drop of life, decided to share it one by one, starting with growth.
As a bathtub lined with white porcelain,
When the hot water gives out or goes tepid,
So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion,
O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.
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 Apr 2015 Özcan Mermaid
Madeysin
I could write goodbye poems all night,
But all I'm good at is staying,
I used to trace lines across your back,*
the days you had your back turned to me but I didn't feel frozen out.

Connected imaginary dots, trying to find a way in, kiss you softly to seal in the affection, waiting for our arms to wrap round in protection

I used to trace lines across your back.
**Now I just stare at it.
Found this in my notes, kinda sad, but true stories
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