Marco Bueninck Poems

It hurts not seeing you
Yes, that's what I want to do.
It hurts not knowing where you are.
Not knowing how you are.
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I miss the way you were,
full of life, hungry
waiting what the future
would bring
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Your hand in my hand.
Your kiss on my cheek.
Nature was in bloom.
The desert, a field of flowers
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I made a mistake tonight.
I did not wanted a fight.
I hope that this will pass.
That your anger will not last.
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Then, your words were lost to me.
Like they were small dots on a radar screen
O, I did recognized them,
but did not know what you meant.
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Voor mijn vader

Als een boom werd je geveld
toen jouw dagen waren geteld.
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born out of love.
They chose me as their house
where they felt safe.
Gave me trust, forever,
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Men zei, "Er is hier geen oorlog"
Ook geen vrede, toch?
Hier valt doodt uit de lucht.
Vrede, is hier een klucht.
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