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fueledbysadness Jun 2017
She loved flowers
That she became one,
But you picked her
And she withered.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
She loved how he traced her freckles,
     Connecting those tiny blemishes with his fingers
Patching her pieces little by little, her precious tinker


And he loved how she never knew,
     How he memorized them and traced Andromedae like a tatoo
Picking her chains, hoping to unclog her soon.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
I was asked how
To forget a person you know
Down their deepest core
Up to every small gesture,
From those lethal touch
To those addicting smooch;

I answered, you can't
You may press delete
But your mind will always
Find ways,
Backing up deleted memories.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
The sun struck his sleeping guise
Making his features glow
Gentle smile spreads on your face
With a hint of question how
Him being a desire in the past
The same him in your arms now

As the sun struck your sleeping face
How waking makes you chest ache
For in your dreams he's still yours
But in reality all he left you—heartache.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
For a girl who writes
   Body filled with fresh-picked scabs
   Brand from you, as price

You melted her ice,
   Taking a sly aim and stabs
   Severing a splice

She forgave you twice
   Nick, slit and **** you gave thrice,
   Gives you one more chance.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
There's this place
Where you can be anyone,
Anything, even
Princess or a Prince
Santa even Pan
Flying with the stars and moon

Where you'll meet the nicest ones
Down to Satan's closest relatives
A place where lying is permanent,
Being fake is constant

Where you can cheat reality,
And fool yourself endlessly
And this
—My haven.
Can you guess this place?
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
I fell
Not in love,
But for you.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
what i once thought
is life serves best,
those who come first

and life taught me,
you may be first
and still be hurt

for once i picked
your lock to see,
i cannot be

—your loving key.
First Love.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
I still remember seeing images of you,
Vividly as if it really happened

—but it didn't
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
(a tanka)

Cruel realm indeed,
This cold, marble land we breed,
With mishaps of greed
In dreary torture, we bleed
—Wretched souls to feed.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
Do you
Look at
The star-lit sky
And think
Of me
Like how
I think
Of you
Right now?
I hope you do.
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
All is well but then you walked
And swept in like a wind
Once uncluttered
Now messy-piled

Once a greyscale county
Now a lit-up scenery
Once a lit-up scenery
Now a greyscale memory

I loved this guy once
Blew everything in it's place
Walking in without effort
And left

—with ease.
You
fueledbysadness Jun 2017
You
(a  tanka)

My lovely sweet pill,
    In this ocean you're my gill.
In dull you're my thrill
    Always knew a dose could ****
    But willing to do it, still.
Do you have someone in mind? I bet you do.

— The End —