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2:32AM to 3:28AM

  • Writer: Coleen Santos
    Coleen Santos
  • Mar 29, 2018
  • 1 min read

May 9, 2017 - 2:32AM to 3:28AM

If spotless minds bid eternal rays,

Then faces are shown like empty hearts—

Though you cannot seem to unhear or erase

How then can you try to fasten the pace:

How, then how will you stop pondering;

What, with what will you try to control your rage

When, til when will you keep remembering;

Who, just who was it before i was?

Tell me, love of mine

How cruel this earth

To pair us in twos

Yet create other ones

That can fill the same shoe.

Unlike any other, you are my safety:

Even when in you I see the purest intention

How can I be sure my name is the eternal mention

What proof do words have to only repeat itself:

Tell me, love of mine

How cruel this earth

To make us feel new

When there has always been

Someone before you

If stars decide to play tag and malign,

Showing its cruelty for the infinite time;

Keep me at bay or leave me be —

But don't make me be

a someone before anyone.

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