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You shot and i didnt die

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You shot and i didnt die

In your absence,
what fires I burnt
with your yearning,
though
I couldn’t burn you,
as you burnt me
Like water in
desert, days in
prison, bread in
fasting, I waited
for you
But you only put
fears between us
You put bans
Don’t ever ask me
where I am now...
You called me and
didn’t I come?

Don’t used to offend
to springs with no
flowers, while you
were here
To the rainy
skies...these
melancholic evenings
While you were here
Don’t used to look
and sigh to train
stations
To bus stops…
While you were here
I don’t used to cry
to ones get
seperated
Don’t used to get
down after finished
loves
Don’t used to offend
to the going ones
Don’t used to feel
pitty for the
staying ones
Don’t used to feel
cold like that and
shiver, while you
were here
Was innocent, like
children
Don’t used to get
mad like that - dont
used to swear
At last I dont used
to think of dying
Now I am asking you
If it is hell the
name of this love
You burnt me and
didn’t I burn?

You know
To all your pains, I
turned on 'green
light', we couldn’t
make it
For all your fears,
I was 'back', we
couldn’t make it
To the mountains, I
put stairs, we
couldn’t make it
I was a snow in
June, snowed in your
palms, we couldn’t
make it
I loved, we couldn’t
- I burnt, we
couldn’t - I adored,
we couldn’t
Well then, I give up
Cut the ticket of
this love however
you want
Somehow you are
going
I know, go...
Though after you
A couple of crying
eyes
A heard ripped to
shreds
A ruined mountain,
if you don’t want to
see
Hold your weapon -
push to my back
I am a coward if I
shiver...
You shot me and I
didn’t die?

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