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Your love is needless when surface of my sea is quiet

Constantly misunderstood doesn't mean I hate them or they don't love me we are just oil and water incapable to make perfect emulsion even though trying hard is not questionable at the each end we walk out divided continuously misinterpreted race against your walls leaves me in bruises which drag out mine worst and I can't stand those mirrors where your perception of me becomes my reflection words are metamorphosed in winging daggers I'm always the one with apple on the top of the head confidence that you are trained not to hurt me doesn't decrease sorrow for your choice of the game you know I'm wearing that apple deliberately, but you ... have you got valour for envision how far is it from my ceasing to stand still?

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Date: 11/26/2015 10:11:00 AM
Intense... well expressed with fabulous language and imagery. Keith 7
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Sanja Cokolic
Date: 11/27/2015 5:00:00 AM
Thank you :)))
Date: 11/26/2015 6:03:00 AM
A deep poem on the precarious subject of love~7.
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Sanja Cokolic
Date: 11/26/2015 7:04:00 AM
Thank you :)