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At dawn

Do we have to beg
Is all that we’ve been told
Standing on a ledge
Cannot decide
Is it worth the fold
Tilted heads
Compassion side
We recall
Simple descent
We fall.

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I can’t see the screen
For the blur has transcended
From a slight mist
To a most barricading fog
Its hazy gray makes no room
For the forgiveness asked
And I’m not sure
The sun’s rays will make their way
Through this blackened mess.

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A sunny disaster

Some mornings, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and sigh deeply. I cast a quick glance at the reflection and a million thoughts go through my head. At work I wonder how my colleagues can stand looking at me. I really should pull myself together. If not for myself, then at least for them. For the sake of the others, I should care more. I tell myself that every day. I try to make an effort. But the sleepless nights are just becoming longer, they keep on accumulating, and I’ve become an expert at telling what time it is based on the moonlight. Dawn comes earlier nowadays. I wonder if it’s okay to wear sunglasses inside?

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Going, going, gone

Here I am
Over here
To the right
Up high
To the left
Just above
No, not quite
I’m here
I swear
Hey, where’d you go
I swear
I’d never leave you behind.

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A calendar

It was a day that she claims to recall vaguely. A day where the world had come apart and the skies had opened with torrential rain to grieve. It was a day that she had tried hard to forget, to categorize at the far back, in the darkest corner of her head. A day where the universe was against her and all of nature’s forces seemed to agree. It was a day where she had decided, then and there, to give up. And the only thing that her memory had registered was the precise feeling of failure and hopelessness. And of course, the few notes in her calendar: to give up on love.

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Not right

He says
It’s fine
It’s okay
I never loved you anyway

As if
There was never anything
And the grammar
Was incorrect
All words faulty
From the start

She replies
It was indeed
An accident
I always loved you in the wrong way.

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Maybe we’re used to things going fast
The impression of rushed
All in two seconds past
It’s yesterday’s news already tomorrow
Today never comes
As it’s already been
And there we stand
Trying to define
Something which has merely existed
A few moments
Easy come
Easy go
If we’re willing to work for it
Maybe it will last
But that takes time
And darling
Isn’t it quite sad
We’re all in a hurry
To find something
We might never have.

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To last

Can I paint you a picture, she asked
And draw the outlines
Of what should have been
Can I shadow the edges
Of what was
And fill the middle
With colors that never were
I’d choose tones, she said
Your favorite ones
Just to paint a picture
Of what is
Yet never was.

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Plastic lovers
With a taste of lemon
A curse of gold
Cold as a missed breath
Yet alive.

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The blind

I wonder
Is it
Her big heart
That scares you
How deeply she cares
For the world
Every lover
And you
You are but one
Of many
And I wonder
The fear
Does it hinder you
To see
How deeply she loves
No one
But you.

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