Dwelling into a strange dilemma
Catching myself between crisis and charisma
Two woods diverged a bit too far I guess
This precision is maddening sometimes
It is draining yet apathetic
Virtual yet more real
Static , dynamic … the knight and the day
The heart calls out to make way
Lucky are you love not to
be caught by the surprise
The sarcastic acts of life ,
writing , reading through a
mundane midnight

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Some Heat heartfelt
In this
breathless Winter.

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After they made me believe in “ Not again”
You made me rewrite it as “ Why not?”

They burned me in agony
You ignite me with passion

They left nothing to look up to
You stir something to look out for

And I just cannot decipher this damn difference!

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You must vividly remember how you felt
through that pain -
Often it takes burned fingers to save a hand!— % &

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It's an interesting time
Where we have to stop living in virtuality
And start living by its techniques in tandem.

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1. Accumulating things rather than compartmentalising.

2. Being closed off.

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you also erazed a part of
me which liked to dwell in delusions.
You took with you a voice which
showed the qualms of an unnecessary
Desperation.
Instead you left me as a person who
started to live more in reality
A reality which stood responsive
A reality which felt good.
A reality emotionally satisfying.
A reality which faded your absence
In thin air.

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then you realising
that there is a part of you getting badly
battered in this tide of self negligence.
The kind of pain which is self inflicted
The kind of healing
only possible inside out.

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Can determine how
Light you are.

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to be not fast ,
not slow
But in time.
That things come
when they have to.
Every surprise,
every shock
can heal with
its presence.

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