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Krusty Aranda
Poems
Feb 2016
Cold Weeks in December
Sitting in my empty room,
***** in my coffee mug,
here I write and think of you
even if it won't be long.
Long, unlike the time we met.
It felt like a day or two,
yet I still can't comprehend
why you left me, oh, so soon.
Soon was when I fell in love.
I was drawn in by your charm.
Now I sit deadly alone
after suffering from your harm.
Harm I hadn't felt before,
even though I had been hurt.
I said I would have no more.
I should have been more alert.
Alert me if you do come back.
I can't hate you, that is true.
I am but a saddened man
who is madly in love with you.
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Krusty Aranda
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