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I can't speak
My heart is begging yours to stay with me
Just the thought of life without you
Makes it hard to breathe
I can't cry
I want to see the real you with my eyes
Before you're just a star up in the sky
I can't cry
Tomorrow I will read this
Oh how much I want right now
Just you alive and breathing
And your heart is safe and sound
Lara Houssami
8-26-2020
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Nephophilia
Poetry'Nephophilia' is the love for clouds. Clouds may seem ordinary for some people, but they aren't ordinary at all for me, and it is obvious for most of my poems have mentions of clouds in them.
