Heriberto GarciaIII

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1.

No one is home,
Left behind to wither,
Outside to stay alone,
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I sit alone and stoned,
Stoned as the night alone,
Wondering of who’s alone,
I’m alone.
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3.

Come straight to fall on my face
Pickup pieces of you and me
Remember at the end of this…lost
Sex a sensation of violence
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Light skin, soft pages
That turns when your body clenches
Soft moments, tender memories
Of your bodies sensations
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I hate the way I feel
I felt this way once before
Crash and burn fall again
Tried fo the same thing again, again
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black clouds, acid rain
falling on my empty face
I see you there
crawling into an empty space
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So I look at you and fall,
How can it end?
End like this and fall.
Can there be more,
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Times is what I lost.
Fell on a dark place,
empty and cold.
Crawled to your feet,
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9.

Which one?
Can it be or take the pain.
Rise and fall, like emotional down pore.
Mixing in mixtures, of faces and issues,
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Come inside my mind
I let myself go blind
Let you come inside
Then you will go blind, again
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Alone dwelling on this chair,
Typing away my life to nothing,
For you to read and others point,
Can't understand why,
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Till its end,
Can never be more,
But only when it’s alone,
Can you smell its denial?
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Cradle to your chest
Rock-a-baby asleep
When you wake up,
Find me on my knees.
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Mindless mind,
awake to wander
Vivid thoughts begin to slumber
Blind I see,
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I'll take you there
I know you like it there
I'll leave you there
So you can last a night
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16.

I'm lost but, I know where I'm going
tempers flare, emotions stirring
time ticking my soul unwinding
falling down getting up
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17.

Starring at you, images so unglued
Eyes that burn submission returns
Kneeling in front of you
Face so pal, still unglued
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Determined to ask why,
Never let yourself die.
I know what you’re thinking,
I know what you’re saying.
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Crying eyes fall from your cheek,
I know what you did to me.
Girl you know the truth behind the door,
It’s all apart of being of this world.
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The Best Poem Of Heriberto GarciaIII

Tired

No one is home,
Left behind to wither,
Outside to stay alone,

Hold what you own,
Carry me to your soul,
Find it left alone.

Bored and alone,
Listening to your voice,
Leave me alone.

Hold me; bore me till you’re numb
Fold me; cure me with love
Leave me…

No one is home.
Brain all alone,
Close your eyes; numb

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