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I miss sleeping by your side.
I'm up late trying to mentally survive.
Really rough seeing you with that strength.
I know I've got no reason to complain.
You're Truly Amazing.
Now all i can do is dream.
Don't wake me up because our nightmares came true.
I can't lose you, I love you.
For you I'll always answer.
I now lay on your side of the bed.
I try to inhale the scents you left.
Come back, there is more room for you.
Doors open, come on through.
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And so he sits
once more
folding his life
into an origami box.
Paper walls,
cellophane ceilings.
Counting out syllables.
Sequenced
to twist-**** the mind.
And quietly
he sits
ghosting the room.




© Pagan Paul (04/03/19)
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An extra piece to my poem Fool's Diary posted 2 days ago.
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You know ,
Confusion is a clear
Symptom of abuse.
Healthy relationship
Are always clear
Like the deep blue sky
on a sunny day.

You always know
Where you stand
Like the deep blue sea ,
You do not  waver

Yes,  it is not always
Easy to let go
But
You’ve got to find a way
To let people go
And
Institutions that bring
Confusion in your life
Pruning is necessary to maintain a healthy relationship   Often times a healthy relationship  comes, not in the addition but in the editing. #pruned #growth
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