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If luck has led you to me,
it's a punishment for you,
but I wish you knew this-
how it feels to be a punishment
and an unfortunate destiny.
The eyes see so much more
than we want them to see.
We hear more than we should
and listen to unsettling facets.
We feel more than we wish to
and remember more too.
Our perception costs our sanity
Our lives fear change,

Can’t bear the unknown—

So words become stillness,

And poems, their stone.
When I'm in a situation
sometimes i wonder
why everything goes wrong;
what is the error?
what is the mistake
that is there in everything I do?
then I realise
it's me.
Vibrance and shadows,
Pride and dejection,
Sensibility and idiocy;
All are aspects
of the same person,
what makes the difference
is acceptance or denial.
But every time
that you had come back
you were little farther
than you were before
and now so far
I can't see you
not anymore.
Slip away,
But I will notice,
I won’t show it,
You’ll think I’ll never know,
But I’ll know,
You’ll leave me too,
And I won’t say it,
But I know it.

I’m chaotic,
Much to my disliking,
But I’m jumbled,
Like the pieces of a puzzle,
You can’t fix it back,
That’s the new thing,
You’ll lose hope,
And leave it.

You’ll leave,
I’ll walk on,
You’ll think I forgot you,
But I won’t,
I just want to think I forgot you,
You’ll leave me too,
And I won’t say it,
But I know it.
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