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"What do you wish for?" Stunned, I remain silenced. Tapping the pencil, tilting my head; think. Fast. Now. Nothing came to my mind but extinguishing the very thought of you. I decided to grant my own solitary wish. And so, I wrote. I wrote you. I wrote all verbal poetry exchanged. I wrote all smirks and grins you've let escape. I wrote the mere change in your voice tone when you called my name. I wrote, because writing was my only savior. I wrote you, my darling, into ***** crumbled sheets of yellow paper. Rolling them up like those cigs enveloped by your lips, I embedded each one to my heart's core, one after the other, stroke after stroke, and I started bleeding all over. My final endurance, hallelujah, this was it! I detached my heart from all that's connected to it, I almost died. I gathered up what has remained from my frail soul and fed it into my coronaries, just to keep it pumping yet. Removing it gently, I dug up a hole in the dirt and slowly placed it. Here it was, you, lying in utter chaos. I was devoid of it. Devoid of what made me who I am. I was motionless, dull-eyed, insipid. I continued my life this way the moment I decided to bury you alive.
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 2:17 PM UTC
An Addition to the Graveyard of Resolutions
"What do you wish for?" Stunned, I remain silenced. Tapping the pencil, tilting my head; think. Fast. Now. Nothing came to my mind but extinguishing the very thought of you. I decided to grant my own solitary wish. And so, I wrote. I wrote you. I wrote all verbal poetry exchanged. I wrote all smirks and grins you've let escape. I wrote the mere change in your voice tone when you called my name. I wrote, because writing was my only savior. I wrote you, my darling, into ***** crumbled sheets of yellow paper. Rolling them up like those cigs enveloped by your lips, I embedded each one to my heart's core, one after the other, stroke after stroke, and I started bleeding all over. My final endurance, hallelujah, this was it! I detached my heart from all that's connected to it, I almost died. I gathered up what has remained from my frail soul and fed it into my coronaries, just to keep it pumping yet. Removing it gently, I dug up a hole in the dirt and slowly placed it. Here it was, you, lying in utter chaos. I was devoid of it. Devoid of what made me who I am. I was motionless, dull-eyed, insipid. I continued my life this way the moment I decided to bury you alive.
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 2:17 PM UTC
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