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Samantha Apr 2015
I can sit idly all day
And won't tire of it.

I can wallow in my thoughts for hours
And still won't get the doldrums, no, not one bit.

So know this.
The world might think you a bore
But for me you won't be.

I can (stay) deciphering you for months, for years
Or even forever,
And that will be enough of a fun for me.
Samantha Apr 2015
He was a drop of rain
In the scorching summer heat
A relief from the drought my soul suffers from.
Samantha Apr 2015
They said,
Guard your heart.
And I built walls around mine
No cracks,
No doors,
No windows.
Samantha Apr 2015
He is raging seas
And I am standstill mountains
Samantha Apr 2015
Ravaged by time
Stalked by shadows
And ghosts of the past

What was once a regal temple
Standing proud and strong

My soul is nothing more but a ruin
Samantha Apr 2015
I refused to be chained
Up by my past
But the walls I built
Imprisoned me instead
Samantha Apr 2015
A splash of white
A drop of black
He always leaves
Me bathed in gray
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