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The Young Fool
Oh how I was the fool
a girl who saw the heat in your flume
you struck me like a star in the night sky
but burned me like a nick on my rear thigh.
Your lies cut me into many pieces of broken glass
I felt your light distinguish with the slightest of gasps.
i didn’t even get to say goodbye,
for you disappeared like a whisper
into the night sky ...
Thursday 5th April 2018 8:59 am
YOUR LETTER
YOUR LETTER
Just your words on paper, nothing much,
random thoughts of daily life.
What if this was the last letter on earth?
Worth the world then or in my possession
if I was stranded far away on the moon
would your words be my lifeline and save me?
Or prolong my agony, make my stay there my Hell?
A curse or a blessing in my hands now.
Saturday 25th August 2012 1:16 pm
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