Creative Writing
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I have wishedThat this garden would tell me moreThan all I have ever thought was closeTo me.Just another kiss,Can I beg for it? Your stare shiftsUnder my gaze.Do I appear ominous?Am I holding the love you want? Nothing so close,Has been so close,As my closest disregard.My doubtIs a place,A garden of distance. Can I kissThe…
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My idle heart Will not start Without something of external Love, to close this part. The distance between your eyes and my own Has left me with fingers upon the heartstrings, As no sounds will ever play. I used to make music with you, Beloved one. Entrancement Once made me drowned in your exotic emotion,…
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There has been nothing to seeElse in my mind,But the doors that do not windBackwards in the wind.Love has played keys upon your nostrilsTo make you breathe,While strumming strings upon your tongueTo make you taste. Love has been the universeTo mount the stars on pedestals.Love has been the placement of platesUpon a table made for…
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Curse meWith your truth.I will raise the sun upon my shouldersAnd catch your flying kissesIn my webbed and lying hands. Can you fathomThe monster I have become?Full of twisted rageAnd possesses no controlOver the pain that grips. There was love to breathe,There is now deceit to seetheWithin,As I conjure up my woeful defeats,Of memories that…
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All I suffered, While you agonized, Was the syndrome to a broken heart. The flutters, The feelings, The pain, Was all there, But you were not. Though, it was all I suffered, While you terrified yourself Far worse than I. Beating hearts, Haunted minds, Were nothing for me, And everything for you. Tension and growing…






