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Nov 2013
You have one of twelve left in me
I am truly at my limit
this echopaxia of human form
is what I do so well

It's a pity, you know
I really wanted to be someone
but it seems this was just a hobby
as I am asked to fade into ambiguity

Why did I have to know love
why did I have to know pain
why give me pride
then take it away again

Just a little longer
just another garden
just another kiss
by bidding and wish


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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