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Amethyste Mar 3
Boy with long hair
I love looking at you.
I take long, long sights
Every night we meet up.
Amethyste Mar 2
A self was a doom!
A banned!
A burden!
Condemned.
Heavy!
To carry!
In those times,
On those heights!
Amethyste Mar 1
I clinged and clinged on the habit of perfumes.
But
My finger
Stirred out
On
Their
Evaporating habit.
It
Remained
With nothing
To
Touch.
Amethyste Feb 28
There is an immense beauty
That is waiting to be seen
Excastic
In fire
Take your pen
And write a poem
Today.
Amethyste Feb 28
I write poetry to get to know myself
When I forget who I am
I go through my spilled verses
And I remember.
Amethyste Feb 28
The fairy stood at the rock.
Her golden eyebrows fallen down.
I could hear her whisper to the waves.
The boy did not show up today.
He is not writing poetry anymore.
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