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Graceless Graveyard
And then I wish at times I could make you understand that the sadness I feel beneath this glow isn’t like those earth wrecking hurricane and storms, which comes once in a while to wreck away the city tops and amusement parks that can be rebuild all the way back. It feels like a cancer;…
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Human
I have watched the strongest people crumble down into fragments; I have also watched love heal each one of them. They always told me they missed parts of their lives because it either resided a thousand miles away or just a phone call away. They told me they missed the smell of lighted incense sticks…
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Concealed Courage
Maybe he was told that it was okay. For the world was so much bigger than the amount of toys that his six years old hand could hold. Mayhe, at 15, his father contemplated that his son wouldn’t come to waste his life like his brother. His mother must have held his hand on the…
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Stale coffee in broken mugs
I know, I shouldn’t. But I will still say that, I still taste you in my morning coffee and feel your kisses in the midsummer’s dreams. I will still say that, your presence never left my skin and this lips never forgot the taste you left in my tongue; bitter but still so sweet in…
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Prena Poetry 