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Sean Yessayan Jul 2013
A flower cannot unblossom,
but it can stay beautiful forever.
Put in a book-- thin as pressed papers--
all while its holder's fingers hover over.
There it stays safe until the book is closed,
the flower's fate, from then on, is unknown.
Joseph Yzrael Jan 2012
I am paragraphed.
Downed on dead nostalgia.
Daggers keep sway my song
Of buzzing doves and lions.
Fleets of sunken words
Tread on silent leaves.
Echoed sighs of empty pens
And woes of crumpled sheets.
Unblossom my emotions.
Let the infinite unbleed.
Words have failed me;
Paragraphed, I remain.
Made for my Literature class in 2011. Also published at Dagmay: Literary Journal of the Davao Writers Guild
(http://dagmay.kom.ph/2013/12/22/paragraphed/)

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