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I hate you the way I love her.. fiercly, unceasingly, through eternity.. Her? It looks at me with disbelief She is just skin and flesh. She is a lie. She is my slave. I KNOWWW!!!!! an echo lurks in that shadowed sanctum, My sight blurred with blood, venom in my gaze. But she taught me what love was, I murmur beneath my breath while you suffocated me, in a sky swallowed by night She painted the night with stars and moon So I can gaze at a sparkling diamond, in black velvet while I hurt, shatter, and scatter, So I still find a stupid Tender light, So I don't search my way up to heaven So I shine after you crumble me into dust So I live to endure you and cruelty And maybe I hate you more than I love her cause you drown her bones in agony And I have to stand there powerless, while you wound her, starve her, while you exile her sleep and torture her, NO NO NO, HUSH NOW, her tears cut through the quiet, Who spoke those into your ears?? She cast a question into a void while I stared into the hurt in her gaze.. I was creating a shield for us, from this hideous demon, I fix my eyes to meet it, And I see hurt where I was to see cruelty I see wounds where I was to see wickedness I see love where I was to see a void and it has a smile stitched with pain, I am clouded by what lies before me, I scream, trying to put the puzzles together And she holds me as if I will break apart She whispers, "It never caused you or me any harm." But these scars in your hands, It made you carve them, didn't it? But you have not eaten. cause it altered its chemicals to starve you.. Your head hurts cause, It didn't let you sleep, didn't it? Honey, while I am hurt, It only hurts in the flesh, when you are hurt, It only hurts in the soul, but it its neurons are wounded, Every time we are hurt, and it endured it all, not once did it speak through its pain. Why am I wounded when you are hurt...
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4d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 7:15 AM UTC
The Blind Soul, The Broken Flesh, The Bleeding Mind
I hate you the way I love her.. fiercly, unceasingly, through eternity.. Her? It looks at me with disbelief She is just skin and flesh. She is a lie. She is my slave. I KNOWWW!!!!! an echo lurks in that shadowed sanctum, My sight blurred with blood, venom in my gaze. But she taught me what love was, I murmur beneath my breath while you suffocated me, in a sky swallowed by night She painted the night with stars and moon So I can gaze at a sparkling diamond, in black velvet while I hurt, shatter, and scatter, So I still find a stupid Tender light, So I don't search my way up to heaven So I shine after you crumble me into dust So I live to endure you and cruelty And maybe I hate you more than I love her cause you drown her bones in agony And I have to stand there powerless, while you wound her, starve her, while you exile her sleep and torture her, NO NO NO, HUSH NOW, her tears cut through the quiet, Who spoke those into your ears?? She cast a question into a void while I stared into the hurt in her gaze.. I was creating a shield for us, from this hideous demon, I fix my eyes to meet it, And I see hurt where I was to see cruelty I see wounds where I was to see wickedness I see love where I was to see a void and it has a smile stitched with pain, I am clouded by what lies before me, I scream, trying to put the puzzles together And she holds me as if I will break apart She whispers, "It never caused you or me any harm." But these scars in your hands, It made you carve them, didn't it? But you have not eaten. cause it altered its chemicals to starve you.. Your head hurts cause, It didn't let you sleep, didn't it? Honey, while I am hurt, It only hurts in the flesh, when you are hurt, It only hurts in the soul, but it its neurons are wounded, Every time we are hurt, and it endured it all, not once did it speak through its pain. Why am I wounded when you are hurt...
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18/F/Kathmandu, Nepal
4d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 7:15 AM UTC
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