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Aug 2011
Just like any bad breakup
Except it never really was.
A dream I held on to until
You became the one I lost.

My skin tingled and my
Stomach got cold. My nose
Started to burn like I was
Coming down with the flu.

You told me you'd set a date
With the girl you'd loved since
You were thirteen.

I remember those days and
They way your voice broke.
I remember the boy you were;
I want him and the man you've become.

My chest is burning with
Happiness because your
Cup is full. Except, I also
Feel like I'm suffocating.

I feel like fury, I could be
Medea. A creature of
Power till the hero broke
Her heart.

I could burn in hell
Or Apollo's embrace.
Be eaten by dragons
If I could just get away!

It's all going to change
And I don't want to grow old.
I feel the clock ticking and
I want it all to stop and go back.

I want it to go back to when
We were children, full of
Angst and pure passion
To a time when I still had a chance.

All I see now, is time racing
Ahead before I have a chance
To reach my goals. I feel forgotten
Though I know you still care.

I couldn't wish her pain, the
Child you love, but I do wish
That I could erase every trace
Of her in this world.

So while I burn inside,
Plummeting deeper,
I wish I could resolve
And ease the pain I'm in.

I don't want to feel numb.
I want to rejoice with you.
I just want us to be something
That never was.
Cinnam Muscat
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Cinnam Muscat
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