Phynea Deliopoulos Poems

There are no memories of you and me together
You're not aware of how I feel,
I wish we could see more of each other,
Would I tell you then?
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It's hard to control the way I feel,
Even though I know where I stand.
It doesn't stop me from wanting you,
But I've played that hand.
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For once I did overlook
My selfish thoughts I mistook
From your own passion
I did fashion
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As my pen knows my secrets I am still waiting to be liberated
I don't know what happiness lies in wait for me
I only dream of it
Questioning everything about my inability to set myself free.
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