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855 · Oct 2013
Girl with a Dead Friend
Piel Arcilla Oct 2013
Why do people tend
To leave things behind,
When they need to go?
How careless.

How thoughtless.

Don’t they know
That memories unfold?
And they hurt.
They hurt a lot.

But it was thoughtful of them.
841 · Dec 2013
Bottom Dweller
Piel Arcilla Dec 2013
You were the tactless happenstance
I had the favor to stumble upon.
So lost in clouds of judgment and secrets,
That you forgot yourself.

You are the ocean,
So different in each of the four directions.
I was swept away,
By the one that mattered least.

Turned me into a shipwreck,
Uncovering my deepest secrets.
You saw my fateful dissolution
As a priceless treasure.

Now that I’m useless and shattered
You flung me back to shore, away from you,
In your final tsunami,
Your tsunami of thrills, masks, deceptions─

Your tsunami of lies.

— The End —