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157 · Jul 2019
Forgotten
Fujochii Jul 2019
I have forgotten,
the words I used to say,
the feeling I used to have,
and the happiness I used to wear

all because took everything
the love I used to indulge in,
the comfort I used to relax in,
and the relationship that made my feel safe

now, I have felt the sadness of your happiness
how you smile from ear to ear,
how you laugh out of silliness,
and how tight your embraces are to her

so thank you for making me remember
how happy we were,
how lovely we were,
how blissful every moments were,
and how we used to be so true,
that how our honest hearts saved us from further misery

so please,
don't fall apart
do not feel bad for leaving,
do not feel bad for changing your heart,
do not feel bad for choosing to save yourself rather than us,
do not feel bad for loving her more than you did with me

because I may have forgotten
the words,
the feeling,
the happiness, but
our love will be the most fascinating nightmare,
our pain will be the most beautiful scar,
and you will be the most aesthetic art that's ever been mine
141 · Apr 2020
Misery of the Mask
Fujochii Apr 2020
I’m not the girl you think you see
It is much darker inside of me
A deep and hollow void with no end
The colors I have is for you to blend

Smile is my sign of happiness
My frown signs my loneliness
But my cries plead my sanity
And laughter indicates my insanity

Surface is not always the truth
Sometimes it’s just lies to soothe
To cover the bitterness of your root
Mask of a fake person to booth

With my hands I tried to heal my mind
Over and over I search in order to find
But your hands will surely heal my heart
To wrap with warmth of your art

To find yourself in the middle of the sea of doubt
Is the hardest thing to do lone
So won’t you be my boat
Be the flesh to wrap my bone
125 · Apr 2020
Typical
Fujochii Apr 2020
She was your typical girl,
The type to blend in the crowd
A porcelain skin of a pearl
Speaks only when time allowed

She was a fragile vase of a rose
Beautiful to watch, enough to hurt
Hear her lullabies with her melodic voice
Be the man enough for her worth

— The End —