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If I was the sky of stars above,
Would you see me?
Or would I be outshone by moon and sun,
too faded and far away,
or would you even then not lift your gaze from cold ground away
I can't **** this pain,
Not with a knive or pencil,
Not with foul words or soft lips,
Not with caring hands or a fist.

It is the pain of a love
Where once more Cupid missed.
ahintofpoetry Mar 28
I could cry
My whole life
For you,
But you would not stand
At my funeral
When it only rains.
ahintofpoetry Mar 23
Though at last,
The years of ice are breaking,
Will I drown in depth down,
Or was I already,
And breath for the first time.
Where am I now and where am I heading to?
ahintofpoetry Mar 21
The lips lie,
The hands fight,
And the soul cries
Of a heart denied.
Oh my mind,
Will I survive.
ahintofpoetry Mar 21
I wish I could tell I love you,
and to be yours alone,
But your hands reached to
your God instead,
and you will never know,
I'm laying crushed and crippled,
rotting under His throne.
ahintofpoetry Mar 20
Lift the body
And the mind follows
Since the mind is heavier
But it is not alone
With the body
You have you
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