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  Mar 2017 Amya Green
a little less like an alarm,
a little more like being trapped in a burning building,
mistaking the fire for warmth,
mistaking the heat for passion,
mistaking the smoke for breathless bliss,
but things that promise light seldom go unheard,
and you aren't any different
Different style of my last poem
  Mar 2017 Amya Green
How dare you.
How, DARE, you.
Try to talk to me...
as if you don't remember anything.

I trusted you back then
when I needed a friend,
you were nothing of the sort!
You were the opposite.

I try my best, I try really hard
to leave grudges in my past...
but I have a dreaded feeling
that this grudge for you, may last.

Pretending to be there for me,
patting my back so comfortingly.
When really all you were doing
was luring me in.

Down to last second.
Before I was faint,
I swear I remember
the smile on your face.

I can't stand it.
How easily you decided my fate.
How do ******* live with yourself?
You make me feel things I can't bare to say.
Amya Green Feb 2017
You gotta do it
There's no hiding it anymore.
But it doesn't make you weak.
It only shows just how strong you are.
You're not alone out there.
There are many like you.
There's no need to worry.
*Just cry love
Amya Green Jan 2017
Such a sight for sore eyes
Your face just reminds me of a painting
A painting that was handle with such care
Such grace
Such passion
Its truly hard to explain why
Why I just feel like you belong to me only.
Actually inspired by the song Love like you by Rebecca Sugar
Amya Green Jan 2017
My head... My thoughts can no longer continue
* I'm afraid I must go
  Jan 2017 Amya Green
It was killing me
To know
That I meant so little to you
But now
It's killing me
To know
That you know that I cared
Amya Green Jan 2017
I'm not a happy person.
Can't you see?
Its just not easy for me to be happy.
Why can't you seem to get that?
I try to tell you in every form of communication.
But still you don't get it!?
I don't know what else to say.
Do you not believe me?
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