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My oxygen for life ( not a poem )

I keep reading his messages ,
the new and the old ones ,
many times in a day .

Whenever i hear " tweet tweet sms " , my heart jumps and my eyes search for the code 485 .

Whenever i open my e- mails and i see the letter R. ,
i cheer up .

Miles and miles ,
Oceans and oceans,
Between us.

Just his words keeps me alive.
Like oxygen.

when i will wake up ?

when the dream will end ? 

what do u think of my words ?

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
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  • Tercarro
    November 19
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    I love this

    I love this because it reminds me of times when I want to hear the "tweet tweet", when an email makes me smile, when the thought of someone makes me feel again when a name is like oxygen. I like this because it reminds me of those things and for that it works. Nice and simple, I love the way you think out loud.

  • el dia
    October 2
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    Do i have to wake up ? still i don't know ! what do u think ???