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A Psalmist Mar 2019
The days seem longer
When hands remain idle
When thoughts are empty
When goals aren't present
When phones aren't ringing
When clocks are creeping
When the sun is inching


But that gives plenty of time
to run away to day dreams.
Vic Mar 2019
I never knew such things existed.
"Love at first sight."
And I'm still not completely convinced.
You're all I've been thinking about the last few days though.
I'm so ******* confused.
Don't even know what I'm feeling.
People would call it 'Love at first sight'
It has all the symptoms though.
Or whatever you want to call it.
But again, I'm still not entirely sure.
I don't feel anything at the moment itself.
But when we both turn around,
And walk in the opposite direction.
I can scream from hapiness.
Because it's not love.
But what is it?
I'm writing a small poem every day, about how I feel or the world around me. This is #2
EmVidar Mar 2019
I don’t know how long it has been
Since I last saw you,
However,
It feels like no time has passed, since you’ve reappeared

-em vidar
series of unconventional love. This is part of a larger work that follows the development of relationships trough the courses of days
EmVidar Mar 2019
Madness does not cease
I swear you noticed me in class today
When I try so hard
To blend in

-em vidar
Xgaizer Mar 2019
My head is still sleeping
My eyes a bit teary
My body is a bit slowly
I'm feeling cloudly
My breath is whispering
I'm to lazy its no Sunday
but it's Monday

I'm in my bed
under my sheet
pillow in my chest
the aircon is On
the window i close
I'm to lazy
its lazy Sunday but it's Monday
late post ehehe
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