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  Apr 2019 pioneer
I didn't die
Why am I still so angry about that?
pioneer Apr 2019
always dreamed
of leaving one day
by walking my fingers
left and right and forth
as if the nails were soles
and tips were heels

at the coming of age
always thought
of leaving one day
with nails as tracks
so no one would follow
that not even myself
would want to come back
since between you and me
there is not a thing
worth keeping
  Apr 2019 pioneer
Phoebe johnson
Nostalgia is a ***** liar that insists things were better than they seemed.
In a drop of you, I lost an ocean of me.
pioneer Apr 2019
we cry
and smile
at the same time  
so the wrinkles  
between our lips and cheeks  
catch the tears from our eyes
just as how the only person we got
is ourselves

because after all
you won't notice
parading clouds in heaven
without light from hell
radiating behind it
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