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Heart dust
My love lives upstairs from me
And says she loves me but she has to leave
Fuzzy clarity
My heart broken
Words trying to paste every time they're spoken
Chisled open
Funny thing these words aren't mad they're true
Won't love myself so now my balls are blue
Love fooled
Maybe mistaken, trading love for lust
But I can give her all have and must
Heart dust
And says she loves me but she has to leave
Fuzzy clarity
My heart broken
Words trying to paste every time they're spoken
Chisled open
Funny thing these words aren't mad they're true
Won't love myself so now my balls are blue
Love fooled
Maybe mistaken, trading love for lust
But I can give her all have and must
Heart dust
Published 22nd Jul 2016
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
22nd Jul 2016 9:47am
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22nd Jul 2016 12:47pm
thank you. Haha I didn't notice that, but you have pulled one from within it. poetic fractals and such! Thank you again!
peace and love :)
peace and love :)
22nd Jul 2016 3:04pm
This poem made me so so sad. I am the girl upstairs in my love's life. If only all that heart dust could swirl around, altering reality; then settle down to everything making sense.
Xx- sara
Xx- sara
22nd Jul 2016 4:38pm
I don't know your downstairs, but here, I hug my love upstairs when she is upset. I feed her when she is hungry. I get upset too. I try not to give her my ugly. This is just my side of the story, girl upstairs. But there is love downstairs here. Maybe there too.
Peace and Love always, upstairs or down.
Peace and Love always, upstairs or down.
22nd Jul 2016 3:30pm
Sometimes the contrast of separation
is the catalyst that triggers reunion.
We are all star, and heart dust to a degree.
I know your pain, brother.
is the catalyst that triggers reunion.
We are all star, and heart dust to a degree.
I know your pain, brother.
22nd Jul 2016 4:44pm
I agree about star dust and heart dust. I stay downstairs instead of leaving to paitently wait for her, and work on my own demons.
Thank you for feeling with me.
Love and Peace
- D
Thank you for feeling with me.
Love and Peace
- D
24th Jul 2016 1:33am
its a lovely sad rad thing, luv
&this poem both.
Won't love myself so now my balls are blue
and besides, any poem with a line like this is aces to me.
&this poem both.
Won't love myself so now my balls are blue
and besides, any poem with a line like this is aces to me.
