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Carving
With every verse, I tear the pages of silence,As a crown of thorns, I wear the wreath of memories,I lick the tears that run in the corner of my mouth,My thoughts pass through you like swarms of wandering neutrinos.I wait for myself, waiting for you, hoping silently,Like a forgotten book on a park bench,I no…
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Standing
I watch my boy as he runs wild and free,Chasing a girl in circles, playing, carefree.A thought occurs, a hope that I hold dear,To see the man my little boy will be.Perhaps someday he’ll find a girl, both sweet and kind,Dressed up or down, it won’t matter in time.Her beauty, unique, for him, in her…
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Threelogy
“I love you,” three words both warm and bold, A fortress built with secrets it sure can hold. A tender truth, whispered on the breeze, But doubt can linger ‘neath the rustling leaves.Is this a promise, etched in starry skies? Or just a wish, a longing in disguise? Do these words a future bind, Or…
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Love Conspired
Amidst the contours of your lips, a cycling tourAround my heart, emotions pedal, swift and bold.Each curve, a winding path of whispered desire,As if love itself conspired to set them on fire.And in the rhythm of their tireless ride,A question blooms, impossible to hide:”I love you…”—unfinished, yet profound,A mystery waiting to be found.So let the…
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Same Day
In the quiet of winter’s breath, I promised to visit your grave, A vow etched in frost-kissed air. But memory, fickle as snowflakes, Drifts and settles, then fades away. We once believed existence echoed Through the corridors of remembrance, That life endured in whispered tales. Yet you slipped into the night, A shadow swallowed by…
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