Deathdealerkillr - Hello Poetry

When did I feel for you? Falling into the shadows Forever changed Forever estranged A fluke in your history A footnote in my own existence

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Sep 20, 2020

Sep 20, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC

DeaD

When did I feel for you? Falling into the shadows Forever changed Forever estranged A fluke in your history A footnote in my own existence

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This would be the first time that I have seen the morning as clearly as I've seen in years. A cleanse that was long overdue, I have to admit that you can see the change that you have made in me. The more casual resilience to your touch. The gingerly feeling of respect, can you see that aspect in the way that I react to your presence. The mere thought of the pain that we cause each other is mind boggling. The more you push the harder it is for me to react. The craft of your artistry is beautiful to watch. I long to see the future of the moment that you will do me harm, the dreading that I fear will be memorialized, etched deep into my psyche.

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May 2, 2020

May 2, 2020 at 11:25 PM UTC

...gracious

This would be the first time that I have seen the morning as clearly as I've seen in years. A cleanse that was long overdue, I have to admit that you can see the change that you have made in me. The more casual resilience to your touch. The gingerly feeling of respect, can you see that aspect in the way that I react to your presence. The mere thought of the pain that we cause each other is mind boggling. The more you push the harder it is for me to react. The craft of your artistry is beautiful to watch. I long to see the future of the moment that you will do me harm, the dreading that I fear will be memorialized, etched deep into my psyche.

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Pretty faces Lie Petty little Lions What to do The motion-less Few What more is there to Misconstrue But the grievous Muted tranquility Will drown in six in Dunes Breathe In coarse Granules Of bitter truth Feed your over Hydrated Self hate Do not spew your Dry laughs In my direction With the ledge so Close I want to trip you To keep Your morbid Thoughts To your grave End

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Mar 8, 2020

Mar 8, 2020 at 3:53 PM UTC

Untitled

Pretty faces Lie Petty little Lions What to do The motion-less Few What more is there to Misconstrue But the grievous Muted tranquility Will drown in six in Dunes Breathe In coarse Granules Of bitter truth Feed your over Hydrated Self hate Do not spew your Dry laughs In my direction With the ledge so Close I want to trip you To keep Your morbid Thoughts To your grave End

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The Windows don't hide Your empty interior The blade cuts deep But you are bloodless Why are you coagulated The blood is thick In your veins The vain attempts Of gratitude Do you know Good The filth of your debasing Is your only Victory Taking nothing in stride You will cry You will never cease to Exist in your Not so well Crafted world

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Mar 8, 2020

Mar 8, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC

Close to not Caring

The Windows don't hide Your empty interior The blade cuts deep But you are bloodless Why are you coagulated The blood is thick In your veins The vain attempts Of gratitude Do you know Good The filth of your debasing Is your only Victory Taking nothing in stride You will cry You will never cease to Exist in your Not so well Crafted world

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The dreamy blues of our future were dead. Dead to me. Dead to you. No more future, for me or you. How can we move on, you find it easier. Though I still remember your laugh. The high pitched cackle, of your bichiness. The rude way you thought of me. When you found me unlovable I noticed. But I never fore saw this bitter end. The frigidness of your affable idealism. High remarks for apathetic ways toward me. My empty empathy killed your feelings. Throw away the words we never spoke. Your wasting of emotions. You made me gracious for human interaction, but it was always misplaced. Misplaced with thoughts of misguided Inattention from familial interaction. I always trusted to easily, when it came to you.

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Mar 8, 2020

Mar 8, 2020 at 3:44 PM UTC

Distraught

The dreamy blues of our future were dead. Dead to me. Dead to you. No more future, for me or you. How can we move on, you find it easier. Though I still remember your laugh. The high pitched cackle, of your bichiness. The rude way you thought of me. When you found me unlovable I noticed. But I never fore saw this bitter end. The frigidness of your affable idealism. High remarks for apathetic ways toward me. My empty empathy killed your feelings. Throw away the words we never spoke. Your wasting of emotions. You made me gracious for human interaction, but it was always misplaced. Misplaced with thoughts of misguided Inattention from familial interaction. I always trusted to easily, when it came to you.

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The windy night we met The dark streets Warm asphalt The lively calls of the dark I must've met you In another life The casual intimacy The caressing and Forlorning for Each other's spirit It ceased with a breath The rise and falling of our ******* Reach for me I'm reaching back Though I'm spiritless I cling to hope A thought of you In an eternal loop

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Jul 13, 2019

Jul 13, 2019 at 12:17 PM UTC

Well...it was expected

The windy night we met The dark streets Warm asphalt The lively calls of the dark I must've met you In another life The casual intimacy The caressing and Forlorning for Each other's spirit It ceased with a breath The rise and falling of our ******* Reach for me I'm reaching back Though I'm spiritless I cling to hope A thought of you In an eternal loop

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I see the same thoughts Clinging to a community Longing to be justified Never realizing the superficial ideas Are superfluous, moot, benign, and redundant Play with a time where you never knew rationality Be extraordinary with words Don't cling to binary normality Be far and few from mediocre

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Jun 24, 2019

Jun 24, 2019 at 9:56 PM UTC

Want more...

I see the same thoughts Clinging to a community Longing to be justified Never realizing the superficial ideas Are superfluous, moot, benign, and redundant Play with a time where you never knew rationality Be extraordinary with words Don't cling to binary normality Be far and few from mediocre

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I lay useless Overlooked, uncleaned Like a bar restroom floor

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Apr 28, 2019

Apr 28, 2019 at 2:12 AM UTC

Neglected

I lay useless Overlooked, uncleaned Like a bar restroom floor

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I found the trail gritty and tough What is the pain at the end Of my time with you Tragic dispensed hourly Seconds from now I will be numb Wrapped in a warped feeling of comfort. Minutes pass like months But only moments to the Fortitude of anguish and resentment I will gnaw at time Leashed to an ideal Lost in a shadowless truth

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Apr 27, 2019

Apr 27, 2019 at 4:36 PM UTC

A truce

I found the trail gritty and tough What is the pain at the end Of my time with you Tragic dispensed hourly Seconds from now I will be numb Wrapped in a warped feeling of comfort. Minutes pass like months But only moments to the Fortitude of anguish and resentment I will gnaw at time Leashed to an ideal Lost in a shadowless truth

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How well you dress I see that you want attention The mere thought of you would bring Such affection Oh I want a reaction Between us I can see into the dark future With the satisfaction we share We will not have to be morose Asphyxiation when I can not Be near Though I gulp air I see stars and fade into Nothingness What more can I ask for We are not close anymore I want nothing else But to be done with The whirlwinds of your feelings

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Oct 27, 2018

Oct 27, 2018 at 10:14 PM UTC

Waiting

How well you dress I see that you want attention The mere thought of you would bring Such affection Oh I want a reaction Between us I can see into the dark future With the satisfaction we share We will not have to be morose Asphyxiation when I can not Be near Though I gulp air I see stars and fade into Nothingness What more can I ask for We are not close anymore I want nothing else But to be done with The whirlwinds of your feelings

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