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Dulcet tones,
scarf in hand.
A melancholy walk,
A melancholy man.
Emanating warmth from a place deep within,
accessible to everyone
but him.
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I reach out to you and am met with airthe unconditional love I've known whenin despair-not there.My heart still beats, but so damn raw-my shield, my m..
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It's 3 am and I'm here with the pain I elected to take on.
It woke me and here I lie with it, alone (you're gone)
It's not a pain I can take a pil..
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It was a Sunday when I realized
I love you.
It was a Monday when I remembered you were
leaving.
It was a Tuesday when I wrote a poem about you.
I..
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The chemicals around usreacting and sparkingcreate something new-without us meaning to.Your sweetness leaves me burnt,and your darknesstastes sweet.Th..
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When the world stopsand life is on pause,two hearts adhere-eliminating any space built upover the years-revealing cause.All at once,Nature becomes you..
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Beneath the still black surface,underneath the mossy middle andat the depths, where I feel most alone-You’re there-arms outstretched, quietly wa..
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The grief tsunamihides in its own shadow, growing, lurkingready to pounce-It’s unaffected by lightIt just moves to the the left or right.It fill..
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Every day that passes
every page turn of the calendar
brings with it, comfort.
As I get further away
from that day and its icy cold abyss-
the..
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The dark sky with her
clear, still stars
held all the secrets of
what was to come
that night-
that day.
The mystical, magical
ways our energ..
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