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IDoNotMatter Aug 2021
Leave me. Leave me like everyone did.
Like a cocoon leaves a young caterpillar,
I will blossom as a monarch.
Drain me. Drain me like everyone did.
Like a man drains a land barren,
I will sprout volcanoes.
**** me. **** me like everyone did.
Like a parasite ***** off its host,
I will live again.
Waste me. Waste me like no one did.
IDoNotMatter Apr 2021
What started out as a trivial matter,
Has grown into something significant.
Even though the approach is smatter
And his words don't seem clarificant,
He still conveys his best,
Expecting an answer, or a sign,
Patiently waits for a closure
With his fingers entwined.
IDoNotMatter Apr 2021
I guess you'll be angry,
after reading what I wrote
So I suggest you cool down,
and my feelings here I quote:

"I always thought this was a show,
A silly game teens play
Hormones flowing with the flow,
A game destined to decay.

Never heard romantic songs
because I could not relate to them.
Thought all this was nonsense,
'cause I am too young to understand.

I know you despise all this,
I once despised it too.
But when I met you I realized,
there is a different view.

Some things are better
said than been withheld.
Because they make your eyes wetter
and come back when you are eld.

Although I've told you this before
and I believe I'm self aware,
I thought I would once again
like to clear the air.

That day, I wanted to forget you,
'cause I know how it ends.
Leaving two beings dismal,
never risking themselves again.

You told me it is momentary,
that it will go away.
But it’s just the contrary,
And I think about you everyday.

Once again, I may sound like a flake,
but I want you to know.
Your parents must be very proud,
your heart is as pure as snow.

I know you don't feel the same way
though I'm your best friend,
I just wanted you to be aware
That this fool is in love with you, now comprehend.

Alas! I'm running out of words again,
and I have nothing else left to write.
And at the same time,
have a heap of feelings to recite.

This is the best I can do,
The poem is my gift to you.
But if you tell me your honest presentiments
I'd still be friends
and never talk about this again."
Should I delete the first stanza and remove the quotation marks?

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