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Cm Jan 2019
I open the doors
Of my heart
You don’t come in
My love rains on you
You run away
At times
You peek through
Your heart
Looking for me
Again you hide
I wait for you
You don’t show up
I wait for you
You run away
It’s our journey  
Running and
Chasing
Instead of
Surrendering

©️Sobbingsoul
Owlman Jun 2015
I sat there, amongst the oak trees
as breeze tickled my face and cheeks
danced around me like a girl in her teens
sun rays played pickaboo behind the leaves
my eyes bared their childish tease
i was alone, the last man on earth
as if i could hold the girth of life
like i was holding my knees in my arms
everything was there while nothing was there
was it a dream? i'm not aware

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