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Jules Jan 22
Pollockesque birdshit
Dangles from bus shelters and clouds:
Beauty unnoticed.
Luiz Dec 2018
Part 1

She was the type
who's sanity would
go missing

searching for love
in his honied eyes

Part 2

He was the type
that would rip
his eyes out
and gift them
to her

so she'd never
get lost

.
luiz (blind) Syphre
M&M Edition
© 2018
Luiz Oct 2018
I stare into this cracked phone

hours
dark
alone

in a thunderous silence
Luiz Aug 2018
Him
He was the kind
that would
burn alive

for the one
to ignite
his soul!

and he did...
Luiz Aug 2018
Homeless, I roamed streets

     got a place, my kids aren't here

          homeless, I roam rooms
Fox Friend Apr 2018
Maybe one person
can't change The World,
but you melted into my life
and the world (mine, at least)
was never the same.

Changed, by you.
PYG's Whisper Feb 2018
she can’t
counterfeit
my love
unless yours
is only
skin deep


©pygswhisper
Idiosyncrasy Feb 2018
I'm very grateful to see
I no longer steal your time
It's your gift to me
And so I give mine.
A response to the poem "Time"
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