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I know we've never been "together."
I know you said to move on.
I tried to be fine with wading this weather,
But the love in my heart still tells me it's wrong.

Now, I'm not saying I'm resentful,
But you did treat me like I was special.
Lately has been so uneventful.
And I'm starting to think this isn't a game...

I get a little jealous when you look at other girls.
I know we're not together, but... You are my whole world.
I get a little jealous when you talk about them too.
It's because we're not together, but...
You told me that you liked me... You told me that you do.

Now, I'm not trying to be weird, but call me, I'd give you my time.
Actually, I'd give you everything, cuz I just want you to be mine.
When I got too lonely, I'd just stare at your photos--
Soundless replacements for you, who knows.

You said I'm obsessive—come on now, don't play.
You like it when I'm open, you preferred me this way.
You said we'd be great together, don't think I forgot.
I cherish every sweet thing you said, so my heart doesn't rot.

Now I've deleted all of your things, cuz I can't bear to see your face.
My prized possessions... I should've given you space.
Why wouldn't you make me yours, like you wanted to?
Now we're apart, now we'll both just be blue.
And now I regret this—now I really do.
True, I'm a little weird, but we're both crazy.
I know what you're afraid of; I know it isn't me.
Those silly songs;
so sad but true
With lost feelings
of me and you

I played it on
with the tape's side A
Felt like blossoms of dawn
and flowers of May

I flipped the tape
Found side B's empty
The same thing I get
Every time you look at me

"You'll get over this."
You once confided
That's what our love is;
Too one-sided
I wrote this three years ago and I'd love to share it here with you! ♥
 Dec 2017 Liam Adam Scicluna
Jay
Damaged people love you like a crime scene
Before any crime had been committed
They kept their running shoes right next to their souls every night
One eye opened in case something changed whilst they were asleep

Damaged people love in the most broken way
Damaged people love in the most gentle way
Damaged people do not love
Damaged people love too much

Their backs are always too tense, too tight
Made this way from carrying too many broken things
Because we all know broken things are the heaviest
Just look the weight of a broken heart

Damaged people will love that too
Damaged people love broken things
Because they remind them of themselves

Damaged people take broken things
And love them to the end
Trying to find that one broken thing
That will fit their cracks.

Damaged people love so well

They love like this because they have already seen Hell
And they know that every evil demon
Was once an angel before they fell.
In a moment of an act,
A cruel memory fogged my sight,
As my acting started to fade
My past emotions started to crawl out,
I started walking and trembling,
My eyes wide open,
I did not always see what was in front of me,
My past came back to reality
and mixed up with the act.
It ****** me up completely,
causing me to not breath
Panic took over,
And tears made their way out,
When they asked what happened,
No words could come out,
I only blutterd out bits of words,
With no meaning to their ears.
As out of fear I couldn't speak a word,
Until I was calmed down with another one's touch.
Look at the sky
What do you see?
Are you intrigued by the stars?
Or are you too busy behind locked bars?

You know you have the key,
Possess the power.
Take the moment!
Look at infinity!

You trap yourself
Not knowing you're alive
Live! Look up once in a while,
Breathe! Learn how to die.

We trap ourselves,
In clouds of thoughts.
Creating an endless forest
Appealing, but dark

You found the key
You looked up
Its too dark,
Some of us like it

Lets dance with the stars
Talk to the moon
**** death all night long
Drink the ocean dry

Because at night
There is nothing
The darkness makes you feel whole
The screaming moon makes you feel infinite
As the poet grew tired
Of what he had seen and
What he had known,
He turned to his garden

He picked the most beautiful,
Wild and strange flower.
A Jasmine; one rare
And unique piece of perfection

As he gazed endlessly
At this pure flower
He knew this was one,
One he could keep.

A rose in a garden of thorns
No beauty as equal to her
As the poet took care, of
The lovely flower

It changed into a human,
An extraordinary woman
With diamond eyes
And flawless looks

The poet grabbed her hand
Kissed her neck and said,
‘I am the poet and
You are my muse’
A poem i wrote 2 winters ago....
The reason you live
The reason you die
All has to do, with
Loves evil eye!

The reason your partner left
Your child cried
That politician lied
That warrior died

All the hands of love,
Cruel yet fulfilling.
Dark yet light.
Its heaven and hell.

We need it.
We want it
You have it
You fear it

Love of power
Love of lust
Love of passion
Love till we're dust
In the crowded street
Where you cant hear who talks
And you cant see who walks
I hear whispers

Whispers from the ocean
Calls for help and survival

The gentle calls
And silent screams

The man whispering
Was the one dancing
With a knife in his heart
Slowly being thorn apart

Further away
I saw a floating shadow
Whilst i turned
I saw a man hanging

Someone grabbed my hand
As I came closer to the end
He opened the doors
And fire and wind arose

The killer woke before dawn
He put his boots on
He pushed me down
And the sea claimed her forgotten son
Look at you.
Getting beaten up,
Being everyones *****.
What have you become?

A tired old man
A broken god
No one remembers the glory
No one remembers your help

The ravens have left you
They travelled south
Looking for other victims
Victims of fame and glory

They tortured you,
Tormented you,
Played you,
Glorified you.

And you prevailed,
Oh you conquered.
You led;
You achieved.

But you're just tired now,
This is part of your plan.
Time to go and relieve yourself.
Meet your Ragnarok
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