She makes the best tea
the right brand, right brew
generations shared formula
and crystal cups
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Like a mad fire
through rain drenched skin
Spreading with thousands hands
Feeling, absorbing, caressing the -
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I see you can't see
as much I see
I see atrocities
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Oh my love
These white tulips
Turning pale
Tired of waiting for you…
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Reading the last line
Carefully written-italic
I am closing this book
Of a never told fairy tale
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I need a name
To sign this poem
Written for you
Shall I write my new name
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Walking backwards
I am set on a journey
I am in search of a lost soul,
I walk on the pathways
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Don't call my name
I will not look back
to meet your eyes
blue
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Reciting silence
Inside
A womb
Suffocated, a life
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Discotheque extension to an altar
Gold or silver rings according the wallets
Combination of black suits, representing sadness for ever
White and long soiled end of bridal attire
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