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This debilitating cynicism leaves me throwing fists, blindly, unkindly I deliberately hide so that you cant find me. Unmentionable, the seeking of attention that we require, and I impede my own desires with a silent fear of fire. Hold me higher than your loved ones, mask my bad intentions. I wish I was as pure as my lustless suggestions. You try to fall, I’ll hold you back. I surround  myself with your artifacts. My mind wanders with a sense of urgency. I watched you fade away from me. I discreetly try to imbibe the origins of your resentment. Above me you reside as I strive for mere acceptance. Escaping dignity, I ruined the bridges I built, and bruised by your excuses I melancholicly  wilt, condemned by a guilt that I can’t abandon, My love for you is more than a fandom. I’ve derobed your more times with my eyes than you have with your paws, Our time together was macabre, Showing all of our flaws.
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
Melancholy
This debilitating cynicism leaves me throwing fists, blindly, unkindly I deliberately hide so that you cant find me. Unmentionable, the seeking of attention that we require, and I impede my own desires with a silent fear of fire. Hold me higher than your loved ones, mask my bad intentions. I wish I was as pure as my lustless suggestions. You try to fall, I’ll hold you back. I surround  myself with your artifacts. My mind wanders with a sense of urgency. I watched you fade away from me. I discreetly try to imbibe the origins of your resentment. Above me you reside as I strive for mere acceptance. Escaping dignity, I ruined the bridges I built, and bruised by your excuses I melancholicly  wilt, condemned by a guilt that I can’t abandon, My love for you is more than a fandom. I’ve derobed your more times with my eyes than you have with your paws, Our time together was macabre, Showing all of our flaws.
Eloi1997
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
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