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Hoping, Wishing, Pain is Artificial too... |
I saw the smile at my eyes through my dreams at a kaleidoscope
Each wave of goodbyes is a smile to sucker the breaking heart
Knowing each moment away wounds every hour
From the first time you smiled at me and condemned my oblivious tower.
Even in dreams I feel the fire of the burning acid
I once woke up in tears building in my eyelids
Like the cold tiny snowflakes falling from the open heaven
Then I walk everyday in the comfort of the cold shame of regret
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I can't even look at you with eyes of pride and dignity |
I can’t even look at you with eyes of pride and dignity
Each glare is a sin born of rage and jealousy
Not that I don’t know the way our common standards implore us
But I’m only human and I can’t juggle right when the heart is breaking
But I don’t believe in the strands and widows upon this novel
Yes! I don’t believe in the strands and widows upon this novel!
Did you notice how I write no longer in riddles?
Or did you notice more how transparent my soul wants to hustle.
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Every word is like a rusty knife stabbing westwards each to each |
Your words bring smile and ease to my eye that keeps
But every word is like a rusty knife stabbing westward each to each
Every limb and every rib it cuts all too generously
As each moment spent in your wisdom is a factor I’m jailed innocently
And I remember before I wrote out of the blood of this tear
Staring at the artificial stars illuminating an image of you
How I was hoping and wishing all this time and seasons
That in all aspects and degree... in every way it can be…
"That Pain Can Be Artificial Too"…
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Hoping, Wishing, Pain is Artificial too... |
By: Francis Ocampo
Date: August 30, 2011
11:43 Am