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Timeless Torment
In the blackest of your moments, wait with no fear
Why do I feel your words and presence, so close and so near?
Are we doing this again, communicating through signs?
How is this even possible, when I am no longer yours, and you are no longer mine?
It’s been six months, when will this end?
I can still feel you, this connection won’t seem to bend
If we were not soulmates, then ...
Saturday 1st June 2024 11:40 am
The Walking Wounded
This very heart that is mine will forever remain undefinable to me
To express such a thing resembles water slipping through my fingers,
Forever you will remain a stranger to my true soul;
Were you to trace the entire relief of my heart with your finger, you still, would not know me anymore
I am a stranger to myself and to the world
You embody the essential passion of a man’s desire ...
Sunday 24th March 2024 11:29 am
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