Devrim Kande Poems

Drizzling rain across the foyer
Heated debates deep in my thoughts
Take me away from here
Sick and tired of these lonely ports
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am i here i ask you...

say...
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Talking to a braveheat its 1: 30am, silent monday morning, she shot to fame in my heart and brain..

Is it a foolish flirt or a senseless fling, in any case, rapidly finding its way to the dephs of my pain.
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Her - part 1

Its 15: 42.. An hour and 18 minutes left. Feels like a decade and 18 months. I get to see her in the flesh - her elegance and fraglie self.
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