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Multitudes of broken promises still hang in the air Yearning for the penance of my now new foes Friends to foes, I still cannot comprehend Rattled by the untimely end, Intimate tales that I still can't share Even the mere thought of it all brings snot to my nose Nightmares are now routine and it shows Dreaming of lost ties that noone cared to mend Sadly it's all lost and I can only pull my hair When will life play fair? Everything seems to eventually end Rather sooner than later, in flames it goes Emotions are early at the scene like a ****** of crows None of it seems real until you run out of air Once the deed is done you only have yourself to defend Thoughts were voiced without intent to offend Thus it can only be the victim who knows How much the choice of words were a scare Exhuming stale memories with a flair Patiently waiting for a reply from Rose Reading through old texts cringing to the end Once upon a time, love used to be grand Back when we could smile without a care Lovely yet omitted without cause Euphoric moments that had us on our toes My, my- how it hurts that it had to end It's all too much for one to bear When we meet now all we do is stare Anything else is more than we can stand Sad truths that can only be pacified by a heavy dose
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 3:19 AM UTC
Promises to old friends, debts to new foes
Multitudes of broken promises still hang in the air Yearning for the penance of my now new foes Friends to foes, I still cannot comprehend Rattled by the untimely end, Intimate tales that I still can't share Even the mere thought of it all brings snot to my nose Nightmares are now routine and it shows Dreaming of lost ties that noone cared to mend Sadly it's all lost and I can only pull my hair When will life play fair? Everything seems to eventually end Rather sooner than later, in flames it goes Emotions are early at the scene like a ****** of crows None of it seems real until you run out of air Once the deed is done you only have yourself to defend Thoughts were voiced without intent to offend Thus it can only be the victim who knows How much the choice of words were a scare Exhuming stale memories with a flair Patiently waiting for a reply from Rose Reading through old texts cringing to the end Once upon a time, love used to be grand Back when we could smile without a care Lovely yet omitted without cause Euphoric moments that had us on our toes My, my- how it hurts that it had to end It's all too much for one to bear When we meet now all we do is stare Anything else is more than we can stand Sad truths that can only be pacified by a heavy dose
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 3:19 AM UTC
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