Eduardo M. Oran

If only I had a tight grip on previous thoughts,
This burden you left for me is arbitrary,
The cries for help were self-taught,
No one is authentic anymore; it's unsanitary.
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Heart splattered on your body's canvas,
Ropes are torn from the rough bark,
Cries from children in the school campus,
Wishing your intentions weren't as dark.
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I tapped you on the shoulder
Not once but multiple times,
I suppose it's not me again
It's the burden I left behind.
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Midnight cruises aren't cutting it anymore,
I'm searching substances that aren't sold at any store,
What else do I have left to lose seems like I'm growing poor,
Sobbing is causing my heart to be sore.
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Her body sways like a pecan tree,
Like a rare lonely summer breeze,
Her eyes alone are seductive some call her a tease,
But I, I still attempt to ask her to dance followed by a demanding 'Please? '
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Everyday in class we would discuss our future,
What would life be like if I never excused her,
You said 'I love you' and I said it was mutual,
Then you said 'as a friend', that just made things unusual.
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It has been a long day, sit down,
Let me pour you a glass of an elixir,
Your eyes - they're not your usual dark brown,
Don't be alarmed, it is only the cat's whiskers.
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Grey garments, I'd like to soak your pain,
I'll mop your worries when it rains;
Let's walk across an open field,
Come with me and set down the shield.
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To speak of you, is like reading from the finest piece of poetry,
To speak of you like so, is forbidden like adultery,
To speak of you is a delicacy,
To speak of you, it's almost impossible keeping celibacy.
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Nothing ever lasts, it always ends the same,
Here's a box filled with repressed memories for you to claim.

Inside contains the moment when our paths crossed and met,
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