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A normal day came
I was watching how the rain
slowly falls,
slowly crawls,
slowly calls---- me.

It was about time
to get in line
but mind you
to never cross the certain line
Dear, that would be a crime.

You remembered me of this bookshop
I remember how you never stopped
looking for right words,
right blurs
to collaborate our worlds.

But similar to this store
although you offer me
comfort, happiness, consistency
and more
you were just a place to stay
when i'm alone
when he,  Dear, is already my home.
Thank you jackie for giving a consent to post this.
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
I didn't bite the apple, but now I see that
there's a dangerously blurred line
between liberation and
Really reflective today...
Again a lil off but fine, I hope. (My head hurts badly, though)
But I'm inspired me to do a project! Two projects but one at a time!
Thanks everyone! ^-^
Be back soon!
Lyn ***
Being with you
Blurs boundaries
Withers innocence
Suppresses guilt
Rages darkness
Till wrong does not seem wrong no more
Andrea Garcia Jun 2017
There was no before or after you
You didn't cut my life in half
You were just a blur
and a blur can't be loved or hated
blurs can barely be seen
blurs have no definitions
blurs are forgotten with ease
So don't worry stay calm
Don't pity me
Don't feel like you need to apologize
Because there is no need
I have already made peace with myself
And you are not in it
So, Blur away... Blur away
When life is sometimes hard... just blur away
Blind me
with light

Deafen me
with sound

Dance till midnight
and move around

Chill me
with whispers

Burn me
with passions

Till my mind blurs
and world comes crashin
After being blinded by obnoxious headlights, I turned the sour mood into a ligh-hearted poem

— The End —