El - Hello Poetry

You masked your intentions with “I love you” using me to build you. my love was never enough. It’s time I leave you. L.Ramorola

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Sep 6, 2020

Sep 6, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC

the problem with trust.

You masked your intentions with “I love you” using me to build you. my love was never enough. It’s time I leave you. L.Ramorola

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yesterday was the day I realised. You never loved me. You were loving yourself through me. You were breaking me slowly. I called it love. L.Ramorola

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Sep 6, 2020

Sep 6, 2020 at 10:49 AM UTC

Trusting the narcissist.

yesterday was the day I realised. You never loved me. You were loving yourself through me. You were breaking me slowly. I called it love. L.Ramorola

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my world’s coming to an end and no one’s here for it. within these three weeks, something’s been off. I’m not talking about the world, I mean yeah the world is off but me. I’ve been held ransom by my thoughts and those of others, you know when you have that really ****** up dream that keeps re-occurring. That’s my everyday now...a loop. held ransom by my own thoughts...I’m on another planet, and it’s disintegrating the first week there were subtle signs. The sun would either get close or disappear for a few days. The second week, people started dying...from like psychotic episodes. Listen man, if I could explain it I would. And lastly the third week, me. I started losing my mind. Looking in the mirror I’d see the other me but her figure would change from time to time, wolf to vampire to both morphed. I don’t ******* know what’s happening. But sometimes It’s as if there are pieces of memories I recollect every now then of past lives. But I’m dying in the present life. I wish I could better myself for the people around me, but they’re dying at my hands. My world’s coming to an end and no one’s here for it. -Epiresdal Chaos -L. Ramorola.

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Sep 3, 2020

Sep 3, 2020 at 12:58 PM UTC

my world’s coming to an end and no one’s here for it.

my world’s coming to an end and no one’s here for it. within these three weeks, something’s been off. I’m not talking about the world, I mean yeah the world is off but me. I’ve been held ransom by my thoughts and those of others, you know when you have that really ****** up dream that keeps re-occurring. That’s my everyday now...a loop. held ransom by my own thoughts...I’m on another planet, and it’s disintegrating the first week there were subtle signs. The sun would either get close or disappear for a few days. The second week, people started dying...from like psychotic episodes. Listen man, if I could explain it I would. And lastly the third week, me. I started losing my mind. Looking in the mirror I’d see the other me but her figure would change from time to time, wolf to vampire to both morphed. I don’t ******* know what’s happening. But sometimes It’s as if there are pieces of memories I recollect every now then of past lives. But I’m dying in the present life. I wish I could better myself for the people around me, but they’re dying at my hands. My world’s coming to an end and no one’s here for it. -Epiresdal Chaos -L. Ramorola.

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when life rejects you. death accepts you. -losing life. -L.Ramorola

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Jul 27, 2020

Jul 27, 2020 at 2:34 PM UTC

Losing game is life.

when life rejects you. death accepts you. -losing life. -L.Ramorola

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Incapable of breathing. Uneasy. how you moulded me. Pleasure. you gained off hurting me. Uneasy. you still make me. -noradrenaline L.Ramorola

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Jul 3, 2020

Jul 3, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC

knives.

Incapable of breathing. Uneasy. how you moulded me. Pleasure. you gained off hurting me. Uneasy. you still make me. -noradrenaline L.Ramorola

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I couldn’t breathe when I was around you. Into a hollow pit my heart dropped. Chain-locked by your aura. Little became of I, In every waking breath. - L.Ramorola - I woke to please you.

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Jun 30, 2020

Jun 30, 2020 at 7:23 PM UTC

lungs collapsing.

I couldn’t breathe when I was around you. Into a hollow pit my heart dropped. Chain-locked by your aura. Little became of I, In every waking breath. - L.Ramorola - I woke to please you.

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Her hazel eyes under summer skies. Kisses of honey. Tangled in sheets of sunflowers. L.Ramorola Hearts aching for air.

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Jun 30, 2020

Jun 30, 2020 at 8:01 AM UTC

Liquid eyes under summer skies

Her hazel eyes under summer skies. Kisses of honey. Tangled in sheets of sunflowers. L.Ramorola Hearts aching for air.

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your book of religion was scripted by those who felt imprisoned by the ones they called witches. - energy L.Ramorola

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Jun 11, 2020

Jun 11, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC

Truths

your book of religion was scripted by those who felt imprisoned by the ones they called witches. - energy L.Ramorola

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It is in our moments of weakness and suffering, do we become the most selfish as far as going to the lengths of becoming friends with death. - dying before I wake. - L.Ramorola

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Jun 8, 2020

Jun 8, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC

Loving suicide

It is in our moments of weakness and suffering, do we become the most selfish as far as going to the lengths of becoming friends with death. - dying before I wake. - L.Ramorola

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You promised me a lifetime. “Unconditional” you said. But you left. While I wept. - lonely heart -L. Ramorola

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Jun 5, 2020

Jun 5, 2020 at 10:41 AM UTC

Belonging

You promised me a lifetime. “Unconditional” you said. But you left. While I wept. - lonely heart -L. Ramorola

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