PART 3: FORGOTTEN

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dedicated to:
algebekaye

- the one who loved and adored my poems.

Tonight, I've decided to finish this work of mine. Thank you for reading the first part up until the very end. I love my own poetry as much as I love my readers. I write because you exist, and I will never get tired of writing.

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1.) GIFT OF WORDS

I am blessed with words,
and put them into reality.
They were the ones that I left unsaid,
that stored inside my head.

I can't distinguish what is real or not,
because I feel like I am in-between.
I must open my eyes,
to the things I have never seen.

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2.) MY LOVE FOR BOOKS

I live with words,
and I breathe through books.
You can't take them by me,
for this is the place I am free.

People will eventually leave me,
and that is the painful truth.
You must accept it wholeheartedly ---
in this world full of blasphemy.

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3.) MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR

Find me with all your might,
for you are the knight,
that wears a silvery armor,
while chasing me at night.

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4.) FORGOTTEN LOVE

I have lost my ability to write,
of words that made me broken.
You've never been in love with me,
and stored me in your
world of forgotten.

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5.) UNREAL FEELINGS

I am already been hurt,
since love was never found me.
I am lost between my words,
while memories were getting blurred.

I am stuck between love nor hate,
where it distorted
my very thoughts of you.
I should have forgotten long ago ---
the ones you put on a show.

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6.) TOO LATE FOR YOU

Read my thoughts,
and they will make you cry.
Read my poems,
and they will wonder you why.

Listen to my words,
for they are left unsaid.
Listen to my heartbeat,
but sadly it is already dead.

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7.) MAKE ME

Make me yours,
and I will make you mine.
Give me every second of your time,
and I will make you
a poetry that perfectly rhymes.

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8.) LIAR

Love now becomes anger,
where ice turns into fire.
It explodes the very half of me,
when I found out that
you were had an affair and a bad liar.

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9.) THE WHOLE AND
      HALF OF MY HEART

My love for you is inseparable,
for it is intended to be whole.
You never gave me a chance,
but all I've ever received was askance.

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10.)  FLOWERS OF LIES

With all of these
dandelions and forget-me-nots,
you were the flower
in the garden
I'd never wished to picked.

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11.) THE TRUTH

You were everything I wanted,
and the person I wanted to be with.
My boy, you never ever loved me,
for your love was just a myth.

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12.)  IMPRISONED OF LOVE

Hands were held,
while drinking cups of tea.
Eyes were bestowed,
that the reason you were able to see.

Love was imprisoned,
where the prisoner was me.
I am held captive,
in the room where I couldn't be freed.

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13.) PHOTOGRAPHS

Old photographs,
the mementos of the past.
They served as keepsakes,
for someone who truly value them.

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14.)  DREAMING OF YOU

I went to bed,
for I wanted to close my eyes.
I dreamt about you and I,
to the place where
we said our last good-bye.

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15.) FORGET

I must forget about you,
for you don't even deserve my love.
I should've left you,
when I know that your love isn't true.

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Author's Note: This will be last part of this book. I still have few writings left to do. I am crossing my fingers, hoping you will still support me.

Lots of love,
Kim 😉

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