Noorjala Ocasio Poems

The clocks turning, and your pieces and mines are fitting
like interchangeable parts. Everything we feel and say
is never the same but we feel the same. Well i hope we
do, and we never will be used, we can talk and whisper
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My love, tell me how to never forget something beautiful.
In this manifest of glorious is an example.
And I will tell you...
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Tell me
Tell me how to stop
To stop looking at my phone
Hoping you'd call.
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were trying to have progress
abolish the nonscence
acknowlege our prøgress
as people and poor victs.
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I sometimes wonder
why am I alive?
I answer he's gone, my brothers gone, my role model dead.
I wonder, why do I live if my life is dead.
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I thought I'd write a poem
since you can't hear me recite it.
When I see the sun
I think of how you light up my world.
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The harsh slap stings my face
The cold reality end of the race
The final feeling that it's all done now
And all you can think is I wonder how
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Trying to hold my composure
in such a fragile state of mind
i fear the sanity will soon fade,
as it becomes more clear that
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You used to be valued,
You were worth more than money could buy

You were worth love
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Hush, don't say a word
i just want to breathe you in
taste you without kissing your lips
get butterflies sensing you near
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