Wild at heart

Migrane uses a thin thread to pull my nerves persistently

Coughing without having a cold
Cloudy sky

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The warm familar voice asks me "Are you well?" over the phone

My eyes are filled with tears instead of saying "Yes."

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Had a hot cup of tea to calm my wild heart down

Uncontrolled memories shaped like the fresh blood

shed through my nose

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posted by Mari Kim

I rock

Life doesn't always go as I've driven

even it gets stained with regrets and infidelities

but I am still a true narcissist who

loves my life passionately

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so I proudly say this out loud

"Hey, I still rock."

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posted by Mari Kim

Many ways of Ending love

Meeting loving hating and saying good bye

but again having all new faces for

new meeting and loving

How foolish are our young and misspent sad days

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posted by Mari Kim

Secret of an Anchor

Sometimes the anchor seems to be too light to

keep all my heavy secrets

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posted by Mari Kim

if I could ever clone myself

then I want to produce many different versions of me

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Tresure hunter Mari

who travels around everywhere and anywhere to

hunt the valuable treasures

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Financial planner Mari who

deals with worldwide big finantial matters

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Astronaut Mari who

trevels through the space with the great duty for the

entire human being

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and Mari who never laugh and cries and gets angry which

looks like the hardest thing for me to become...

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posted by Mari Kim