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LeBobbe Apr 2023
Am I really that weak?
A simple rebuke crumbles my world!
What answers should I seek?
Either way something will be destroyed!

My eyes are red.
My nose is wet.
My throat is itchy.
My mind is away.
LeBobbe Apr 2023
My favorite thing about Yakult
Is that is spices up your tea
It gives my body a jolt
And energy for others to see

My mem'ry about having Yakult
Mixed blindly to the drink.
Is when my brother brought me milk tea shop,
From a place where gambling is in the brink.

A funny thing about my drink,
Is the connections I have with fellows.
They drink what they want,
And I drink what I want.

So the moral of this piece is,
people will like you if you drink
Tea with Yakult
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I was drinking tea with Yakult when I wrote this
LeBobbe May 2021
"If music be the food of love play on"
The essence of a failed courtship linger
Where the music of the background is louder
No hope, no rest, no chance to because its gone.

A chance to open a door.
A chance to close the other door.
Look back and see,
Why does the music feels so glee.

Because at the last moment of acceptance
is the lost you gain from courting.
Back up now and think.
The music is enticing.

Because music is not the food of love,
but an accent of your actions.
Thy actions are drowned by notes
of the disinterested maiden.

So feel the glee,
and be ready to flee.
******* be crazy,
to crash a large party.

In the end, it will pass
you'll soon find new to court,
where the music doesn't drown your actions,
but makes melody with you and your future wife.
Music be the food of love monologue from a Shakespearean play
LeBobbe Feb 2018
Pieces of me left in the streams of tears.
No longer be able to find them, I cried.
Then I saw a pan with small pieces of gold.
I started to collect gold until my tears faded away.

I melted the pieces of gold and shaped them
To cover the missing pieces of me.
I then looked at my reflection in the stream.
I am broken but more beautiful than ever with shimmers of gold.
kintsukuroi - "to repair with gold"
an understanding that something is more beautiful having been broken
LeBobbe Jan 2018
You've taught me the meaning of loneliness,
Is the mere absence
of


You
I was never alone again.
LeBobbe Jan 2018
To be someone who will be with you,
I have to change who I am.
I want to you to stay,
Yet I don't want to leave who I am.

I am someone you don't like,
And someone who likes you.
I have to give up
Either me or you.

Someone else told me to value myself
To give myself worth in the presence of you.
But if I give myself up to you,
Wouldn't discarding myself lose my value to you?

Both ways will lead me to my own destruction
that is why I would have to leave you.
Not because of our incompatibility,
But because someone else is already there
With your heart waiting for you.
We were already a tragedy from the very start
LeBobbe Jan 2018
For what its worth,
I'm glad you came into my life.
Accepting that you are gone is.. probably my longest and most painful journey
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