a Cut

A weary pain is sleeping through the red cut on my chest
Vertigo is a good friend when I have my eyes closed
This may be the feeling of a comfort and a deep sleep
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I look very raw in the mirror infront of me
but I could still fall asleep with
the rubbing, loving my perfect wound
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Mari Kim

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