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Hiro Rousenfelt Feb 2018
The one you talked on your dreams
With the way you smiled at your team
I am cognizant as it seems
He's the cause of your gleam

The one who keep your hands
While holding the necklace strand
He's the one you want in your plans
Watching the city scans

The one that awaits you on Lord's table
Bringing you under his label
Suffering may be inevitable
But the passion ain't destructible
Hiro Rousenfelt Feb 2018
It was a fictionary universe
So dull I consider as curse
Non-aesthetic beauty it burst
Ligneous plants dying by the thirst

But 1914 happened
Where darkness was awakened
The people became a burden
Thy trust in this world was loosened

The fiction thought became a reality
Where money's slowly eating the society
Whom they thought gold as a deity
And power as the Holy Trinity
Hiro Rousenfelt Feb 2018
Spraying her perfume along the room
That left her rosy aroma in my costume
Lifting her cups and leaving the car
Took me a month as it left a scar

I begged and nibble her skin
She pushed me away 'nd cut me within
The slashed was deep; abysmal
To see her smiling, she's in acquittal

She got me locked up with 'us'
She got me framed with her alias
I'm tearing apart she got me dart
Without saying goodbye, she smiles and depart
Hiro Rousenfelt Nov 2017
I am always her catcher
The one who treasure her as the amber
The one who guard her with my armor
The one who strokes the ink, I'm the author

Always there when she stumbles
There who always made her chuckle
Primed whenever she's lost in circles
Bracing her in times of betrayals

Always tender, thick and thin
Even she's deeply inlove with him
Even if you're the playing victim
My affection towards you will always be a hymn

I still need your love before I fall
Knowing you won't catch me if I call
Even if I crawl and bawl
It's always been him, your one and all
Hiro Rousenfelt Nov 2017
It is saturday night
    And there's people whom I invite
    It's gloomy and twilight
For my friends had pillowfight

On the next day
Where they got home
They text there's something scary
On the basement that they roam

I replied and lied
"Silly, there was nothing inside"
I suppose and look outside
On the bodies that I killed, where will I hide?

— The End —