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Jan 2018
Tired whispers
One-sided ironies
Made up memories
Set me free.

Fitful sleep
Eyes wet from tears that won't fall.
A fleeting memory of a kiss
Lips feeling tender.

Hands still warm from your fingers
The only real truth.
Fantasies be ******,
Leave my heart to rest.

You should have been more circumspect
With the words you uttered
Caressed ears, dancing heart
All shattered when I saw her.

Leave me be.
I still want to belong to you.
Never was, never will
But you plague me STILL.
Chwins
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   Lior Gavra
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