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min May 2017
trouble is our destiny
only two can play this game but

who will get hurt first?
who will love first?

these calls which i declined
these text which i just read

i love to tease you
i love to see you angry

you keep shouting at me
you keep calling me names

i thought you could keep up but
i just can laugh at you

there are no rules
and there will never be

but how can you win a serious game
with a funny player?

let that sink for a while sweatheart
min Apr 2017
staring deep into the dark
but still managing to see a light

like a bad habit
i am stretching my hand out for something i can never have

i want to catch you
i want to keep you save

but as the warm sun rises
you seem to disappear with the cold night...

a beautiful miracle

a beautiful sight

but after all

it's just a beautiful lie
bad writing skills but i don't really care~~
min Apr 2017
your plans are collapsing again
you try to consult them even if it drives you insane
with every collapse you get panicked even more
if you fail this time you can't pay your score
you see it's not working your hands are shaky
if this collapses again you know it will be achy
you can't go back, you need to work hard
this situation is so sensitive like a house of cards
only 2 cards left and your work is done
then you can say that you have won
with full of concentration you want to place the 2 cards
you are scared it might hurt like big sharp shards
one single mistake and it's all over
you realise how your once high chances become lower and lower
you begin to sweat and your heart beats faster
it reminds me of so many , especially a roller coaster
a roller coaster with many starts but no goal
you are still alonel in this pitch black hole
there doesn't exist something like   luck
but you are so deep in your thoughts
that you didn't notice it collapsing...

Your House Of Cards

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