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Literature Text
Silence is the cure,
and the most deadly poison,
for a broken heart.
and the most deadly poison,
for a broken heart.
Literature
Found
We share sweet bondage,
enslaved each to the other,
tight bound by unalloyed joy.
Souls and flesh entwined,
years of empty solitude
disappear as we learn love.
Literature
you won't hear it from me.
this is for the things i don’t want to say, because like the mountain i won’t move for you, and like the river i will flow backwards and upside down and rush up towards the craggy waterfall rock face, just to run away from you.
there are things i could tell you about flowers and wilting and corpses lying sprawled in the meadows, but i won’t. because i need to spare the both of us, and my words are choking up the river between us anyway.
as for the things i have already said, and the smiles i have already faked, please forget them tomorrow because they were spurs of the moment and i don’t like being urged on like a horse.
Literature
bypassed
we loved each
other once
now when
we meet in
passing, we
pretend
blindness
when in truth
I watch you
with the same
eyes that
linger over
flowers on
the side of
the road
with joy in
your beauty
and sadness
that I cannot
stop to gather
you to me
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Wrote this on one of 
s poems.
s poems. © 2009 - 2024 platinummyr
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This is awesome!
I should start writing Haiku again
I should start writing Haiku again