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NOXPURPOSEXLOVE

to Stephan

Please let me go

Please let blow

Please let me glow

Please let me say no

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I was here

Waiting for you to hold my hand 

Seeing other men 

to feel here.

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7 years always the same sentence

I LOVE YOU

But what does Love have to do in here?

When you love someone 

You do all that you have in your power to be with that person.

I flew twice to you,

you never came.

Saying I want you 

And Acting like you don't want 

Why are you excepting me to willing you

When you clearly tell me that we will never be together.

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WHYXFIGHT

To Vlad

Should I be hurt?

Should you be trust?

Thousands of questions rushing to my brain

Thousands of thoughts disturbing my peace.

Is that you or is it all the men before you

that brought me to this state

Where nothing worth to fight.

Fight for what ?

Fight for loving you?

Fight for being loved?

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HURTXWHY

to my last daters

I was a closed flower

Feeling comfortable in the dark 

You brought some light 

I thought it could help me grow.

Once I opened up

my inner shades showed up

Instead of watering me

You set me on fire 

and now that I have no more shades 

only one color, black 

now that I'm as dry as my tears 

You are wondering why

I chose Loneliness to your company.

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SADXTRUTH

inspired by Marc

I've enough of being a dreamer
So I'm making sure that I live in a dream world
But all my choices are mistakes

an are leading me to my own death
Feeling loved for a moment 
Feeling hurt forever.
You were different, 
your face was pale and pure,
You trusted me, I made you proud
I love you were your last words

But what you really meant was goodbye

I will never see you again.

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Girl Sleeping

DAILYXBIRTH

At night it is hard to find my way to bed,

In the morning it is way harder to go out of bed.

It is easier to die, than to born. 

If it is fertile and if there is no complication,

During nine months after a shared bed, Our belly grows up,

Our entire body swells up,

And for long hours,

Sometimes a day,

The magic is operating,

The delivery of a new life.


This life that took so long to be created can disappear at any time,

as quick as a wink.

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"All praise is for Allah who gave us life after having taken it from us and unto Him is the resurrection."

That is what muslims say waking up.

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At night we're dying

In the morning we born.

Let's take this new day

as a new birth

a new chance to forgive

a new chance to love

a new chance to cry

a new chance to laugh

a new chance to fight

a new chance to push limits

a new chance to dream

a new chance to say no

a new chance to say yes

a new chance to create/

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A new chance to be who we want to be

A new chance to do what we want to do. 

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Trees in Lake

BIGGESTXISXUNDERNEATH

To Harrison

I was lost again

Reaching the limits of my darkest fantasies. 

When I finally met you.

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I didn't want to talk to you at first 

I was blinded by my darkest thoughts.

And you were not matching my mood.

I got to talk to you a little more

And got to know you a little more 

And got addicted to you.

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You were the perfect match,

And you could have replaced my true lover.

A man, who will stand by my side for a long time,

A man who projects himself with me.

But did you really project yourself with me, 

Or with the person you thought I was?

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I only showed you the surface of my insecurities,

And you couldn't handle it.

Just like a tree that grew in a lake, 

Or just like an iceberg,

The biggest part is under.

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Underwater Dive

DROWNXDESIRES

The game of life

What is it ?
This feeling that I have 
running all over my skin. 
Goosebumps.
It happens only when I do something
uncommon.
It is pleasant but scary at the same time.
Is it because I'm confronting death ?
Why do I have to play with death to feel alive?
But what will left from life if I die ?

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ANGELXDEMON

My guardian demon is enjoying himself lately, 
I’ve been following his negative words on me,
Suddenly I am hungry, lazy and got a growing belly...
I am too tired to fight 
And as if the nature went on his side, 
My body is more hairy,
My hair more dry,
And my body more fat. 
My large clothes became tight, 
My large body became larger and my face paler...

Can’t face myself to the mirror anymore...

Congratulations guardian demon, you’re doing you job right.

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STRANGERXKISSEDXTRAIN

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LONELYXDARKXSELFXHATEXEMOTIONALXELEVATOR

To my darkself

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Feb 13th, 2019

Here is your place to express your darkness.

No shadows around you.

You are within a shadow.

Your own shadow.

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Your tiny room seems bigger in the dark.

Your door locked makes you feel more safe.

Your cover rolled around your body 

making you feel taller and thinner.

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Scrolling your phone screen,

Surfing on instagram,

Looking at these beautiful creatures.

You wished you looked just like them.

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"What do I need to look perfect

Surgery? Going to the gym?

If I was like this I will totally be confident

I will totally love myself."

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Weirdly it is too warm under your cover.

Removing your cover, here it is,

this hairy misshaped body

You can feel your double chin holding your head.

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It is cold, and getting colder,

with company only your Loneliness.

Fastly your bed turns from a safe ship

to an emotional black hole.

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LOSTXSELFXLOVE

to myself.

Face the right direction and just walk.

But what if I cannot face a single direction?

It is too hard to choose.

I don't want to choose.

Face the right direction and just walk.

But what if I don't want to face any direction?

Because facing a direction, is facing myself,

Facing my doubts and insecurities.

So I am not going to face any direction.

I am going to walk backward,

I am walking backward,

Stepping on obstacles, 

I'm just leaving my body and soul,

Attracted to the ground, 

Not because of gravity rules,

But in the name of blind trust,

As if my soul didn't deserve to see.

As if my body was meant to impact with the world,

And not meant to embrace the world.

 

But who is dictating me

What I worth, what I deserve.

My past isn't an excuse.

 

Face the right direction and just walk.

What if facing the right direction, 

Is facing myself?

Leaving my doubts and insecurities

Fall on the ground, 

But keep my head and mind up.

Learn to raise my soul and body

Out of toxicity,

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HOMELESSXLOVE

to Kevin.

I've lost my way towards love

Love is still qualified as my dream destination

Like dreams, It is not real.

But I've found my way to reality

where only my body is interesting

not even its shape, or its color

but the place it gives to a homeless love.

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I am all yours

my body is all yours

but I'll leave my soul out of it

floating in the corners of the room you rented

staring at you, enjoying yourself with hers

her home, which is your home tonight.

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IAIN'TYOURBABYXFAKEXLOVE

To Mike.

You knew how to talk to me

Your words sounded like a lovely melody

But you keep on singing the same song

verses with the same rhymes 

lines with the same end

BABY,

deadline.

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You look beautiful

BABY,

you are beautiful 

BABY,

I love your smile 

BABY,

I love your curves

BABY,

You should stay tonight

BABY,

You're staying tonight 

BABY,

I missed you call 

BABY,

My phone died 

BABY,

I am busy this weekend 

BABY.

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SECUREXLOVE

To Stephan.

Our souls met on a virtual galaxy,

We both got in the same ship.

I am not sure what I was looking for

But I found you and a good friendship.

Through our trip, we grew up together.

Step by step,

From strangers to friends

From friends to best friends

From best friends to soulmates.

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You want me.

I think I want you too...

I was your first 

You were not the first.

but it was the first time that I was feeling Love.

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You know my dark sides, 

You know my mistakes from the past,

You know that I will make mistakes in the future, 

but you still here, waiting for me  to drop anchor.

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I know I'll be safe by your side 

I know you'll show me respect

I know you'll give me love,

but there is something missing, 

I cannot tell what it is,

Because I DO NOT KNOW what it is.

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