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Response



i took my time to understand your words
as if it gives me life, or a new found hobby
like i can contemplate about things that people started questioning my sanity
is that absurd
to think i've learned the other side
of a person they tell me who doesn't even know i'm alive
or i exist, breathing... although i'm tired
cause in the most peculiar moment
you were there,
consoling my trudging soul,
calling it a poem,
telling me i'm not alone in being different
and once i also toss the coin
i will keep my eyes closed
wishing it'll keep me awake
so i could dream about you in reality
because i don't thrive in fancy
maybe i should've keep my thoughts to myself,
like how you keep yours in a song
or a poem
i guess genuine isn't always seen
at least i found a better reason for being
in the end the distance between these feelings is cornered with a thought
that being unknown is being safe from hurting

if the sunset could embrace the horizon and the darkness can swallow the light,
you fill this void with your intricate words
and if we ever meet and tell you: i understood
it's when it'll create a gap
that's why we don't talk much




________

Mark Lee


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