The Blues Box Poem by Eva Clara Harahap

I do not dream anymore...

I do not wish anymore....

I dont even have any history of myself anymore....

I am alone without any ambition...

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The time is as ugly as the turtle walk near me....

I am like an orphan in a married institution...

I am here making everything right for you....

For your name is now my name....

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Oh love, should I blame love for every mistake of my life? ....

I am left unknown, making everything work....

I dont feel like living my life anymore....

My life ceases while you are the flag of our boat....

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I do not have anymore life....

While you are playing the band of your life....

I am sick, completely sick of all my parts....

It is meaningless for my own desires....

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All barricades comes alive, breathing and living....

Everyday is a waiting day for me....

I keep turning the wheel of fortune for you...

But i cant ask the turtle time of my life to start running...

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I can not see the mirror everyday....

As now my despair have a face...

I can not be myself even for just a second....

As now my own will have bills to pay...

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I am hurt, I perfectly hurt my own heart....

No one can hear my deepest crying....

For the band plays the music out loud...

Playing the happy tone everyone wanted to hear....

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Nobody knows, I pour my dreams on the street....

I am tired, I am exhausted, like a dead bird....

I have a fatique, of pretending to be happy....

Raising your flag above my head, but i am a way down here...

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You have deprived me of all my dreams...

You have emptied all the words of mine....

Though, I was talented, so talented...

Before I knew love can do this much to all my dreams....

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This love is killing me....

And I no longer can stop the wheel from turning...

Things will keep on rolling like the time flying....

I keep making everything right for your liking....

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With all the glimpse of glory from your name...

I'll die alone with my dreams beautifully laying next to me...

Though, you will always see me standing strongly....

As I let you playing the music of your life, perfectly! ...

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Copyright @ Eva Clara Harahap'July 2011

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With So Much Love and Respect,