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"The Sea is calling for me.... "

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(Don't) Let Me Go

Category: Writing and Poetry

Please don't avert your eyes from mine when I don't know if I can ever meet them again The things I have done to you were wrong and we both knew that. You look at my mistakes and the cracks and the flaws of me but you just smile and don't let go of my hand. I don't deserve to dirty your hands that try to warm my heart with mine that are smeared with the coldness of my sins. You say you don't care ... » Continue Reading

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A Forgotten Memory

Category: Writing and Poetry

I want to exist as a forgotten memory A scribble drawn on the desk I have sat  A hint of perfume in the hall I have passed by A clouded rememberence of friends I have had  A memento of a kiss on the lips I have loved A remaining warmness on the hands I have held A faded laughter hidden in the creases of brains I have met A collection of pages in notebooks I have filled  A bitemark on the pencils I » Continue Reading

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An Old Piece of a Poem I've Wrote

Category: Writing and Poetry

When the hands you hold so dearly  are dirtied with blood Will the the meaning of their affection change against your skin Will there be any difference at all for you Will you be scared of her now When the white olenaders are painted red  Will you pull your fingers away Will you leave those sinful hands alone, in the middle of poisonous leaves Please, don't dig out the sins that la » Continue Reading

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Green Jacket of Mine

Category: Writing and Poetry

I hope that my old green jacket sill carries traces from the hometown that I've lost. I hope its sleeves still has the marks from the sea water, its stitches still hold onto the breeze of forest. I hope its color is still faded from the sun that shone so brightly there. I hope that it still smells like home, no matter how many times I've washed it.  I hope it'll always carry the parts that I've be... » Continue Reading

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