CB

  Once again I'm here, hello there!  

Sorry for letting you down, I was busy loving myself. 

What did I miss? silly request

 

 

no more par vers 

this is just a test

 

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Premolar aortic valve

 Scratches and holes in its crown
embezzle the one that lasts less.
The perseverant piece, then and now
could not resist the grit mess.

How should two cuspids sustain
the menace tons in the path,
through the mouth of one,
that indeed, cannot bare the stress.

Even Neanderthal people could perceive it.
At least some folks had the ability:
to understand the bicuspid
and how to live without it.

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Morpheus

Once there was a fiesta.

Older generations of myself.

All prancing around.

Between columns in the ground.

The sky was filled of seagulls;

thousand of them.

Circling all around

Chirping for the celebration.

And then, I was alone.

Water started to come.

Big sea waves consumed me.

While I was trying to be awaken.

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Here we go again

Abandonment of the self
Gave away everything that I had left
only lasting a short period of time span
To someone not prepared

No blames should be requested
I only embraced a version of love
That I had for the imagery I’ve created
By the time we spent as two of one

Careless as always I’ve jumped
Open minded and mended hearted
Taking chances in a saturated soil
Risking my all, as I fell all over again

Freedom absent in daylight
Vanishing emotionally in daydream
By the counting resting hours
Of aloofness in the heart of a fool

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Three

You dream about numbers.

Three are most recurrent.

Three is what I am.

You, Me, Them.

Odd it is

To be alive.

Where there's no candle

No light to be lit.

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Rlt

If Reality is what the majority perceves
Death would be a reality as it seems
But what is the reality of the simulation
Where would it all flee

If atomically we don’t even touch
By pushing each other’s skin,
Grains hold us together producing energy we cannot see:
‘feeling’ is how we call it in this Simulation

If you cup your hand into the ocean
You’re not taking the ocean away
There’ll only be water
Until you open your hands

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Cease

the average way of death
then we were three:
A body, a casket and a burial vault
Not a place for a dig

Gorgeous floral arrangements;
Disposable are the salty tears.
Embalmed body:
Modern burial notoriety.

Dispose of a body;
Not right but the usual.
Dispose of a package
Where my soul used to live.

The dead get no dignity,
Fun-eral they should be called
‘Cause no shell would rest
If we paid respect for it all.
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There

Looming down in a corner;

overshadowing senses.

Room enough to please what I feel:

night shivers of yestertimes.

Guess I could run them through my mind.

Being left, but then the pain,

salty taste down my smile.

Counting the cracks I left behind.

Oh, then I deal them in the wintertime,

With a dying flame near to warm me

And Death near to charge me,

when it's briny.

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Dive [dip]

I can’t hear you through the water.

The waves have taken me away.

I can see you from the distance,

But I can’t wave you away.

There’s a river upon the sea.

Time flows through its current.

Glad to be carried in its waters,

banishing sorrow along the course.

It is a trap, but a dream

handling its tricks.

No escaping , I suppose.

Drowning away inside the ship.

[Maybe by enduring longer,

the waters I’ve dipped my feet in surface,

Time will stand slower,

So one could catch it closer.]

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Stepping stop

What personality do you wear now?
Are you any fun? Any good? Any happy?
Delayed it was for me
Mourning I am

Intertwined are your feelings
Sorry, feelings not found
As if it was easy like that
To turn my system to default

I’ve never been loved
That I certainly feel
‘Cause you’ve got someone else 
And I got no one real

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