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I've been waiting for the train
the one I've been on before
to whisk into the station
and take me away. Again.
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Would you rather:
look into my eyes and seek my soul?

or watch tv, read blogs, speculate sports?
...

With bricks of pain
fired hard with experience
and sealed with a mortar of tears
the wall around my heart, which was carelessly eroded
...

Even though your absence
has plunged into my chest
and tore my still-beating heart
out from my insides
...

Thanks again
for all you've been
you've shown me- me
I'm myself again
...

You were my moon

lighting up the stars
...

Duende
for my heart
after it was so eagerly pursued.
...

And just like
that,
we're
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I so desperately want to be rid of you.
I so anxiously want us to be over.
I try to move on and start fresh.
But you're there
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If melancholy is your muse, then
melancholy I shall find
And bring her to you, and sadness too.
Some things to keep in mind:
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You owe me nothing.
not a smile
not a note
not a promise
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As if I am the sun
the near constant flame
to which your moth
and many moths
...

Talking with you is
like a walk on the sea
a stroll by the shore
of the sea.
...

...

A lady will never complain or whine
When someone asks, reply 'just fine'
And smile sweetly, whatever it takes
Although, beneath, your heart does break
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I don't know why
but I think it will be
different this time.

There is my age,
...

I was thinking about your face this morning.

And then,
I remembered to breathe.
...

look into my eyes
and silence me
with
a
...

What am I doing
thinking of you
dreaming of you
imagining you and I
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Love is a bougainvillia.
Vivid and vibrant.
Transparent and fragile.
Glorious and prolific.
Messy and razor-sharp.
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