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Alodia Aug 2014
and one day you sent me there to some place that I’ve never been
some place dark
some place that I’ll never want to be before but there was it
I was sitting alone and even you were never there
to protect me
to be by my side
finally I know what it feels like
it hurt so deep, being without you
to know that you were by her side
ignored me
looking you smiled beside her
looking she smiled beside you
starring those photos of you
it’s killing me and yes
I’ve been dead
never feeling well since then
but I know I’ll be okay someday
and yes I finally re-alive
I found another world
a world without you in it
I found something
something that I never realized
when I’m with you
I’m alive you were dead
Alodia Aug 2014
When the room has no other space
Five is already a crowd
Seven makes you breath heavily
This is a room with stable dose of oxygen
The more people the less air we breathed
I thought of four
Because you three never existed

As if the one was a good
Mistakes will forgiven
But the one was always a hell
Mistakes, never forgiven
For what all mistakes will prolonged

Since the one brought the two
The two has never accepted
For what the two was another mistake
And for what the one never did right
Now it is the three

The three is the greatest mistake
For what the one never stop did so wrong
The three is not an angel
While the one will never make one
So yes those three stole out our air

And the room has no other space
Five is already a crowd
Seven makes you breath heavily
And death come faster

Make it six
One will released
For what this one is not the one
This one already near its death
It is will gone to find its own air
Where the dose of oxygen enough to breath
Evita Aster Jun 2014
Fear of tranquility
Social incompetence and
Tiresome wishes, dreams,
Fantasies of love
All bothered, shredded away
But gently like the breeze that
Strokes the clouds and
Broken petals of daisies—
He arrives rather humbly
Yet words of futures and
Springtime and laughter
Escape those gasping lips as
Hands that have seen a
Hundred lives pull and
Bother, shred away
But gently like the sea

— The End —