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April A.

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Poem "Not Now":
- published December 4, 2008
- viewed 259 times

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by April A.

In silence my lips have been drawing the shapes
Of phrases, so vague and deprived of a meaning.
My dreams are about to find an escape
To where the end always meets the beginning.
My black and white fears have got an excuse:
I still have the world – in my heart and around.
I'm no longer free – I have something to lose.
The more I deny that my freedom has bounds,
The better I see them, the more my heart frets -
The twilight has failed to appease me somehow.
I'll lose it all soon, but I'll never regret.
My lips keep repeating: "Not me, just not now".

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