Diem Enjee Poems

On attraction and lust;
on hard rock and steel,
it bring us together,
and emits how we feel.
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I am standing under storms
filled with warped, yet wonted forms,
and in my troubled state, I see
the man that I would dare to be.
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I am trapped under a ceiling
giving me a hopeless feeling.
Every time I try to pass,
I end up trapped behind the glass.
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To be a dream. To be a dream;
to be as simple as it seems.
To be so simple, yet complex.
You're that which makes me so perplexed.
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Oh, how I wish that I could be
the one to kiss the lips of thee.
For thine lips are precious things
worth more than gold or diamond rings.
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If all my fears are coming true,
and all the thoughts of me and you
are fading to some recent past,
then spare my heart a sturdy cast.
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They said you're gone, but you're still here
inside my heart and every tear
that dries up on my listless cheek
and kills me slowly every week.
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I am standing under storms
filled with warped, yet wonted, forms,
and in my troubled state, I see
the man that I would dare to be.
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You left me here, alone and haunted
by the dreams I thought we wanted.
My heart, once strong, has now eroded.
My harmful thoughts and tears corroded
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How do you say to your lover and friend
that your love has come to an end?
That there’s no hope to continue,
because the struggle within you
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