I thought I was the only one
The only one in your mind
The only one in your hands
The only one you cry for
The one who understands
My soul sinks into the underworld
Smudged in its own meekness
I cannot outshine her darkness
My heart slips into your envelopes
I do not want to share you anymore
You think of her
You cry for her
You play her violin
I draw my bow
With broken fingertips
discovering your tears
On another’s skin

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Loved it!! Beautiful, dear 🙂
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Nimmi! Thank you so much ❤️
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Welcome, dear ❤
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Lovely post ❤
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Thank you Leyla
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This is wonderful!
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Thank you so much!
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My pleasure! Smiles.
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Reblogged this on Jin Okubo.
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Poems. I have no idea what makes poems. I will read it. Sometimes I will be like ok. Whatever.
Sometimes I’ll be like huh? Is it supposed to mean something?
Now with this poem of yours. I feel sad?
I am going to have to google the word Poems and try to figure out exactly what is poems! There was one by OM that got me feeling like blood draining out of my face?
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Let me know what you find. I write straight from my soul, whatever it’s feeling comes out! I truly appreciate you reading and expressing here. Hope you return :))
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Wow… Nice!
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Thanks Lino!
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No thank you…😊
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☺️
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