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The Love of Contradictions
The Love of Contradictions
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Some days I feel
as if I am
his broken piece of earth.
On other days
I feel as if I am the universe.
Some days I feel
as if I am
the most beautiful verse of his poem.
On other days
I feel I am the deepest of his voids.
Some days I feel
as if I am
the moon of his sky.
On other days
I feel as if our love is a lie.
Some days I feel
as if I am
trapped by his words.
On other days
I rejoice reminiscing the warmest of his hugs.
Some days I feel
as if
his fire will burn me alive.
On other days
his waves seem to offer me respite.
