Through the broken hours

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broken, hours, lies, life, note, poem, poetry, write, writing

Take a deep breath – I’m lost
Can’t even move – I’m froze
And the simpathy goes
Lies beneath the dying rose

I’m counting my years in leafs
Though wind blows leave me none but bruises
Sink – to the depth of whispers
I try to kiss the eternal bliss

Lie with me – you – the one I cherish
Seems only shades of grey I’ve been foolish
Broke my heart through all your lies
Scars have made for one to last

 

De Agustino
03 September 2013
Office

 

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The Ending

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defenses, despair, ego, emotion, grumbling, lies, note, promises, sastra, thin air, tulisan, words

Start with an “a”, fall out the words rinse the day…

by sentence comes ego and emotion, later known –

hours gone for just a grumbling session…

In time we collapse; frozen in our own defenses

couldn’t kept our promises; we only try to adjust

the lies we share now turn into dust…

And every little things I said just flush into a thin air,

melting like a tale of despair – nothings compare

as the tears running down your face…