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How stupid I was to let myself think
That what we had was some special link
I allowed you to lie straight to my face
And you abandoned me in utter disgrace
You humiliated me in from of my friends
And now you want what? To make amends?

Tell me, was she worth it? Was she so good?
That you'd leave me so alone where I stood?
You chose her, not me, and years latter regret it
And now you think that you can correct it?
Forget it, it's over, you ***-driven monkey
I'm not a possession, not one of your junkies

You got what you wanted, what's left to take?
You were my biggest of many mistakes
You were all that I had in a world so **** dark
Now, feeding my hate, you've played your part
Don't let me catch you around here again
Or I promise I'll **** you with my own hands
Thirteen years old and already facing a cheating ****? This is the ghettos of foster care people.
 Jun 2015 Nessa dieR
Skaidrum
Gears
 Jun 2015 Nessa dieR
Skaidrum
Your eyes shift like
clockwork  forcing
December        into
it's    rightful rank.
Frostbite  bursting
from     jaws       of
Sagittarius,    iron
staining         your
crow    -feathered
muzzle.                I
plucked       Sirius
off the face of  the
sinking sky while
weaving           his
starlit   fangs into
steal wolf    teeth
for replacements.
You    swallowed
an oath of loyalty
for        alunakira
so     I   will build
and    reach   into
that        heart of
vintage      glass,
drag the  dog of
war   from    the
sunset  stomach
you           own~
and do as Lupus
told        me  too.
I  will construct
symphonies  of
tiger            -lily
dusks & dawns
to     raise    the
dead  poetry in
  basilisk    heart.
Lycan,          I'll
   withdraw    the
   ashes              of
  Avalaone    just
   to   get          the
  Gears working
  again   in   your
a   u   b  u   r   n
e       y     e       s
You mustn't become a dog of war,
but a lone wolf.
I'm not worth all the silver kin in the sky,
I'm not worth protecting.


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This is not a value of all the guests
who come for two days
At the end of all their hair grew gray
day after tomorrow nobody remember their words

Yellow, red rose of day
Even when it has become fade,
However, when the bursting of the land after rains
Still to stand a dry old tree as the witness of time

Then any other reason If ever come back the spring
The forgotten days song if ever robin reminds you
And all meaningless, the faces skin has felt fold
In front of eye tall wall has touched the sky

Yet  there is a gray afternoon
if you see a red glow in the sky black clouds
Silly, the frivolous legs once try to
Then after all events, remains only a long dark endless night-
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
 Jun 2015 Nessa dieR
Maria
Of all the things you mean to me,
I don't feel like we're best friends anymore.
There are too many unspoken truths between you and me;
Too many mixed up lies.

Now I want to tell you everything
I've been hiding for so long.
You've been here since the beginning.
Please don't forget me in the end.
Do you see a beautiful mess
Or a reckless hurricane?

Do you romanticize my cigarettes
Or do you hold your breath when you walk by?

Do you really find me that interesting
Or do you lace your words with pity?

Do you still think I’m cute when I slur my words
Or do you silently slide farther away?

Do you think nothing of all I smoke
Or do you wish I would stop?

Do you think my nervous habits are cute
Or do you look away?

Do you sigh with relief when you know you’ve saved me
Or do you wish you hadn’t picked up that phone?

Do you think of me in your spare time
Or do you see me as a time requirement?

Do you truly want me at that party
Or do you only bring me because I said something?

Do you miss the old me
Or do you like who I have become?
Which do you see?
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