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Apollo Mar 2019
I don't know how to say just how I feel
He does that to me
Takes the words out of my mouth
Makes me feel complete again
They dashed me against the rocks
He saw the good and picked up the pieces
Put them back together
The pieces that were lost he replaced
He tells me he loves me
He'll wait for me
But why
He'll find someone better
They always do
They always move on
But that's alright
Because for a few months at least
I have love, and I am loved
And for a few months I am complete
I know it won't last
But for now
For now I am free
And for now I am happy
I know I won't survive after it ends
But I can for now
For him
he left me, I was right. They always do
Apollo Mar 2019
Sometimes I wonder: Do we even belong here?
And if we do why? For what purpose?
We destroy everything that is good
Full of life
So I wonder, do we?
Or are we just here by mistake?
I don't see how a world full of life
would require things full of destruction
A world of love
could have things full of hate
so really, Do we belong here?
Or should I just leave so it is one less thing to destroy everything?
Apollo Feb 2019
She goes stalking in the night
Finding prey in her flight
Doesn't want to go but must
Who else can she trust?
Not her family, not her friends
"Trust no one" she says
Abandoned
Alone
Tortured soul
Along the way which she roams
She shall never ever fall
Head turned upward
She makes her call

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