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Soloy Mar 2023
Just me alone, again
Starring night sky.

Tortured by my own hopes and dreams
What life it is to live
Soloy Mar 2023
Sitting at the edge of the world
I ****** a paper plane down
It flutters and glides down the side of the hill. Disappearing.

I'm ever so alone again.
Soloy Mar 2023
When you restrict someone of it
Die solemnly
Am I the only one in this world who doesn't change?
Yet I've broken my vows, tainted my virtues with hypocrisy justifying my sanity to keep things moving.

But I face death each day a time bomb ticking away I am no longer running but digging a mine.

That which is my obstinate nature has brought great things and prevented the end of worlds my dream is shielded by my one sole belief - to make money.

At the risk of everything. Dehumanizing. Or perhaps that was I from the beginning. I never could do it like the others. What is the difference between you and me. I'm an ox who keeps running into failure and makes a success out of it a budding sprout turned tree from the beige cracks of the obsolete.

Me, just me alone. The obstinate has no enemies. For he is the only one true to his purpose, true to his dream. And there can only be one because of this.

Allies become deadweight drudged through the barren lands with him. Against his will they protest.

The obstinate carries it all with him. He alone weighs the burden caused by his dream.
Soloy Nov 2022
The blood in my skin
struggles to come to peace.
The sputtering engine
suturing the seams to my sins.

Like a seal manifest,
each ***** a ***** to keep it in.
I become the canvas to my sins,
the demons badgering me
my blood as offering.

Do as you might I said in respite
from suffering.
His craft summons
my body's mortal
bore a portal
to thee underneath

It is done, five dollars please.
That is a snark price to pay for my sins.
Thank you, I welcome thee.
Soloy Oct 2022
For naught I've sought for eternity
A desert that could fill me belly
I feed them a piece of me,
I see, I preach
They see, they bleach
The more I reach, the more they *****

The joy of the eternal chase
Lies not in what you seek,
But the chase itself,
A masterpiece.
The circle of desire commands
What can be.
Unfathomable joy ends
The moment you saw me.
Forgot I wrote this poem 2 years ago... Saw that I sent it to a friend so I'm posting it here now
Soloy Sep 2022
Girls are just girls
  Sep 2022 Soloy
Ronney
Only in despair
Do we truly seem to care
but why need it go so far
to realize, visualize  
what was kept bottled now ajar
For all that we suppress
For all that we're not ready to face
for the moment you are
the moment you see anew

I hope you get the answers :)
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