I hope to help him,
So, I ended with trauma.
I wanted his smile,
But lost my own.
He was bruised by love,
And I started a story.
From calls every other night,
To scary teary nights
From a close friend,
Who meant so much more,
Ended up farthest away,
Coz I started a story.

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Unsaid things, forgotten regrets,
All buried in the past,
To be dug out every now and then,
To contemplate my persona’s epitaph.

Only a prayer to have another day,
To be in love again, to be free from the cage.
To dream of a mystical day,
Where love conquers all hearts.

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Having the whole world
Without the hint of entirety.
To grin on winter solstice
For the comfort of hope.
Heart in session with mind
To peek at my sanctuary
With a desire to search peace
And retreating with my emptyness.

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the remnants of my past caught up with me.
You're the parallel of
everything that haunts me
Or maybe I was
always the problem.
Maybe to fight is to love,
Or to love is to let it go.
And a whirlpool of emotions
burst out without phrases,
Accompanied with silent crys
and unsaid goodbyes.
And with that talking to you
became another memory.

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'That least bothered one just
lost the will to type it out for you'

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I will paint you in a bright colour.
You're the sunshine gleam,
I'm the dimming shadows.
I've been running in circles,
Just to put a stop sign now.
Can we just pretend,
Nothing else matters?

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Adult life
is realizing that even though you can't sleep until 4 am, you still have to wake up at 6 am.

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My constant struggle,
My dreams,
My version of life,
My hope,
And many more unspoken promises...

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Feel so fucked to begin a story,
Maybe a poem is a better opener
Or couldn't feel much to ever heal.

Ran through endless drafts of past,
A life time of events became my ghost,
All my heart could spare was a drop of tear.

How exhausting it has been to live,
That all exciting things give me insomnia,
All ends up with a doubt and trouble.

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I'm breathing in the hope,
To find my inspiration.
My life needs to come back,
To connect my pieces.

Not sure where the road is going,
Let's say I am walking, running,
Without the hint of breath,
Where do I want to end up?

Can I steer my way,
Or ride through my desires.
If only my vehicle can ride
With me as a passanger.

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