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It’s not that I can’t write like I used to – I just don’t want to right now. Bored, bored, bored. Do you want a cup of te..

1. Love is for… Love is for the innocent and the naïve to believe in Love is for the people who have no troubles to claim some Love..

Something ought to be written in this space Of that I’m fairly unsure Impulsive indecisiveness tells me that With all and nothing to take ..

A perfect circle can be drawn Between your smile and your frown Immaculate attention to detail Hair tousled black in shambolic disgrace In a ba..

I’m waiting to be discarded and Thrown away like yesterday’s news Fading away into BlackGreyWhite Until I mean nothing to you, once m..

Were I to paint a picture of you I would first draw a freckle Focusing on the insignificant To give it all some meaning Were I to describe you..

Faltered and felled, left behind Each time the loss hurts more Every time I think I’m back on my feet Someone or something comes along to s..

I am nor word nor deed Nor anything in between Two young lovers, fallen ‘out of love’ Ignore each other Bound by mutual rules That&..

This has already begun Five lines scribbled Five lines crossed out Descriptions just fade into qualifications Forever casting judgement Alway..

I’m hiding from you. If I close my eyes Screw them up so tight That even light would be hard pressed To filter through You cannot se..