Lola Sanchez Poems

Confined within these walls
wanting to break free
trying to scratch my way out
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Only fools live in the future
only the regretful
live in the past
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Rapid eye movement
blood rushing through my veins
my arteries,
aorta
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the book of things not said
or not said loud enough
is filled with
"do not go''s
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I can feel the colour of you
my brush can depict your face
my pencil the out-lines of your being
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As a rule
I never wrote about you
it seemed wrong
too confining
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dis 'n vreemde gevoel
'n onbeskryflike woordelose gewroeg
om te probeer verduidelik.
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organising is supposed to help
bring on the calm

so, here I am
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I submerge myself
surrounded by candles- alight
and I think of you
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Take to the blade
slice my flesh
watch me bleed
make it flow
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