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The boy I hold, Yet it seems he captured me. The glances I keep, the love I yearn for, The story retold. Cut, cut, cuts Cover my soft arms, The ones that ache Yet leave no destructive harm. The blade holds truth to some, yet makes people run away, Not so cumbersome Until the price is paid. The reach for stars and oblivion, The tears that sing a song. Love, love, love Is fake and untrue, Yet ruthless in me. I cannot hide Nor shut my awful mouth. Die, die, die And maybe I’ll cry Over you again. Ignore, ignore, ignore, That’s what you say Inside your head, But why, why, why Leave me here instead? In the space you call freedom, I find captivity, My attention is desperate, Sad and cruel. I look in the mirror I long to avoid. Open, open, open The doors for me, Just one more chance. I cannot bear this distance That you call emancipation From my forcing heart. So I rush, rush, rush, And I’ll do it again, Not to anger you, But to prove I really love, love, love you. Apologies, apologies, apologies, Yet I never heard them From your precious lips. I should’ve, could’ve, would’ve Been held In your strong arms. Again, again, again, I look up to you, Dreaming of all the ways I should change. But please, please, please Do not use me. Hold, hold, hold The heart you did not choose. Break, break, break The hands you did not take. And stay, stay, stay Till death do us part, Because I cannot escape Your somber attention, The kind that pulls away And still expects me to follow. Pay attention pay attention pay attention...
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May 5
May 5, 2026 at 4:37 PM UTC
Somber Attention
The boy I hold, Yet it seems he captured me. The glances I keep, the love I yearn for, The story retold. Cut, cut, cuts Cover my soft arms, The ones that ache Yet leave no destructive harm. The blade holds truth to some, yet makes people run away, Not so cumbersome Until the price is paid. The reach for stars and oblivion, The tears that sing a song. Love, love, love Is fake and untrue, Yet ruthless in me. I cannot hide Nor shut my awful mouth. Die, die, die And maybe I’ll cry Over you again. Ignore, ignore, ignore, That’s what you say Inside your head, But why, why, why Leave me here instead? In the space you call freedom, I find captivity, My attention is desperate, Sad and cruel. I look in the mirror I long to avoid. Open, open, open The doors for me, Just one more chance. I cannot bear this distance That you call emancipation From my forcing heart. So I rush, rush, rush, And I’ll do it again, Not to anger you, But to prove I really love, love, love you. Apologies, apologies, apologies, Yet I never heard them From your precious lips. I should’ve, could’ve, would’ve Been held In your strong arms. Again, again, again, I look up to you, Dreaming of all the ways I should change. But please, please, please Do not use me. Hold, hold, hold The heart you did not choose. Break, break, break The hands you did not take. And stay, stay, stay Till death do us part, Because I cannot escape Your somber attention, The kind that pulls away And still expects me to follow. Pay attention pay attention pay attention...
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May 5
May 5, 2026 at 4:37 PM UTC
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