Lee Tran
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' I can feel the soft rain on my face...'
A thousand tears swept from gray skies
thundering it's little droplets against the
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Strokes of red line the crevices,
The scars glisten under the limelight,
This pale body becomes the canvas,
The brush becomes my razor.
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Just a picture, could mean a couple words,
But the one I hold dearly close to my heart,
Means more to me than anything else,
This photograph, you I love in black and white.
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Old man blue, sat nearby watching the ocean
tumble over and over washing away the shore
of time.
...
Can you smell the rain, crescending
Little drops beaded on your face,
Though I see differently with my own eyes,
A twinkling jewel under gray skies,
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'The pendulum swings into the light.'
A glint of happiness amidst the black shroud,
of half-moon tears glisten like frost on
...
Reflection, cold fluidity mixed with sorrow,
No warmth could achieve the dead,
Only an ethereal spirit wane,
From living within shadows,
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A warm breeze wafted through the canal,
As she stood on the balcony under a Tuscan sun,
Looking upwards at a cloudless sky,
Waiting, for her true love to come home.
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Bathe in moonlight's naked glow
Holding the one you love by the fingertips
Look into each others' eyes, deep in thought,
Your mind flutters for the right words,
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Lee Tran Biography
I'm a 21 year old poet/prose writer varied the many genres of english literature. Been writing since I was 16, and have composed over 400+ poems.)
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Suicide Note No.3
' I can feel the soft rain on my face...'
A thousand tears swept from gray skies
thundering it's little droplets against the
flickering flame within my soulless chamber.
The wind howls like a lost dog in an empty
alleyway, blind to the world in a sea of victims
lost to society's constant pressure.
' I can taste the sweet nectar of suicide...'
Stainless serrated edges numb the pain
of apathetic sorrow, grief, lamenting
love lost and friendships gone.
So many cuts dulls the mind, hardens
the soul into the likeness of it's blade,
as it carves its way with desire.
' I can hear the screams echoing in my head....'
A bed of lies covered by a thin veil of honesty,
temporarily there to hide the baseless
expressions in your lavender eyes.
Why solemnly whisper the vows setting
up the marriage if only you knew the
consequences that befall your actions.
' I can smell the morbid stench of death...'
A dense fog and only your identity shows
the many facets of an eternal demon
hungry for the flesh inside my heartbeat.
Nothing can subside these feelings I have
with your cruel laughter when you press
the knife into my bleeding chest.
' I no longer feel the soft rain on my face..
Nor do I taste the sweet nectar of suicide...
Or hear the screams echoing in my head...
When I'm six feet under.. ......dead '
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