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Ｙｏｕｌｌｎｅｖｅｒｕｎｄｅｒｓｔａｎｄ ｍｅ

Tonight I'm gonna sleep,
I'm gonna let my mind rest.
There are secrets he chose to keep,
Despite of me, giving my best.

No matter how much I give,
I know I'll  never be enough.
Maybe because I'm not the one he needs,
So he's still craving for other's  love.

I'd like to think this is a game
I have to fight hard to win,
But feeling this much of pain
I think I'll just let her have him.

This time I'm now letting go
Of all the feelings I've invested.
It's time for me to let myself grow
And learn that no one can be trusted.

So now I'm gonna sleep
Probably a little much longer.
He was once my sweet dreams,
But now he's my worst nightmare.

Crack on concrete
Losing his feet,
slipping on sweet
sweaty poison.

Man's head down
blood on the ground.
Phone's background;

a daughter's face
smiling behind
shattered glass.

Red tears
make their smears
on creased cheeks

as he looks back down
to the phone on the ground
unable to make sorrow's
humble sound.

He looks around
Broken down
and stuck to the ground.
Ankles cracked and twisted as
he's lifted by three strangers;

lost souls
who forget their woes
for just a moment

as they sit him back down
on the ground,
and watch him cry
as they call for help.

Photograph

I looked at a face
no longer there.
A frozen smile,
familiar and warm.
Once young,
now old.
Gone with time and
long forgotten.

Eyes lingering on  
pasty ink
paled by rays of sun.

Cradling a frame of a
foregoing time,
fingertips brushing
against a landscape once familiar,
now faded.

It rained when she left.
I didn't even love her.
So why did it rain?

She was like a blooming flower
That shines every summer.
With the wind
That flows in her hair
And stars that sparkles
In her eyes
And the crescent moon
That curves in her lips
She made everyone
Look to her twice.
No, she is not inlove to anyone
She love that finally,
She learned to love herself