Random.

I blink
And open my eyes
I think
And there you are
I can’t help but try to find you
In every human being on earth
I touched
I’m with
But still I can’t find your pieces
That would patch me back together.

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My Poetry.

The thoughts inside
The words
They call
They still bleed and longed for you
The letters
The phrases all still about you
The poetry
My poems
Is what you are.