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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
A woman
Who will bend
The knee
Of her Pride.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Blame it
On Murphy's Law.

I'm sorry.
I love you.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
Love, true love
Looks not to abilities,
Qualities or possibilities.
It looks
Just because.
It does not search;

It looks.*

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Jeffrey Pua Feb 2015
My wishes and our memories collide.
The warmth and the cold.
The loving and the longing.
Her presence,
Her absence.*

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Jeffrey Pua Jan 2015
It was an extravagant...
...*******.*

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Jeffrey Pua Jan 2015
Forever is not possible,
But is enough,
And is now.*

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Jeffrey Pua Jan 2015
Big pile of hearts,
Burning,
Under
The Tree of Love.*

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Jeffrey Pua Jan 2015
Read to me
The living poem
Inside
My dying soul.*

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Jeffrey Pua Jan 2015
She cannot piece back
The dismembered parts
Of her Butterflies.*

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Jeffrey Pua Jan 2015
When you sneeze,
Pick a number,
And say: ''10''.

'Coz we are
Thinking...
...of you.*

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