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 Mar 2020 Perry
Gulishta
Trapped within itself
A silent cry ...
of an abandoned soul.
Hold me upright,
Cause I can't anymore.

With my wings tied tight
I'm learning to fly
All around and above
I'm seeing myself
With your eyes..

The faith I see
The picture you paint
A lone lost star
In search of its moon..

you came
You made me believe
I see.....I smile...
I stop....I sigh...
I creat...I heal...
I learn...I fly...
For the trapped soul...to the one who freed ..
This world with you ...
....straight up good..

A stranger unknown
Make believe the fact
The search came fruitful
Then I met myself.

The limits I see no more...
Maybe it's an illusion...
Maybe it's not.

You came along..
The star ain't alone anymore..
My own little constellation...
I can fly towards horizon.

You made me believe..
I see.....I smile...
I stop....I sigh...
I creat...I heal...
I learn...I fly...
For the trapped soul...to the one who freed ..
This world with you ...
....straight up good.
This one's for you!!!!
 Mar 2020 Perry
FreeMind
When you left, I made a decision to get rid of everything you gave me
everything you touched, everything you looked at, everything you liked.
I burned the poems and tore the pictures and chopped off all my hair
But the essence of you was still surrounding me
I searched for your presence in all the object I owned but realized too late that you have merged our souls
with all the jokes, and all the memories, and all the unspoken words

When you left, you left a part of you behind.
You left a part of you in me.
So I cut my wrists, and thighs, and stomach.
And I cut more and I cut deeper.
Hoping that one of these many cuts would **** you before it got to
me



-FreeMind
March 21, 2020
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 Mar 2020 Perry
Francie Lynch
I've seen the sequel,
So this ain't the prequel.
Stay strong. Stay SD and use soap.
 Mar 2020 Perry
jordan
twin flame
 Mar 2020 Perry
jordan
a moth feels
gravity for the flame
as it navigates the
darkest of nights
hunting for flowers
from which to sip
nocturnal ambrosia

and as the flame
chars gossamer wings
and its body
becomes one
with the universal
flame of love
the moth knows
that it never
had a choice

as i sit in your
alluring presence
i feel the pull
and understand the
gravity of the flame
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