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Dec 2010
I feel the indifference like a numbing pain
I want you to feel how I let it put my soul to death
and liquidate my thoughts
they drip down like the paint of a artist
who has lost interest in his work

and I feel so uncared for by you
simple letting me fall with no proper land
I weep down like a loners lost distress
thrown out into carelessness
falling with no purpose

or maybe there is a purpose
is the reason too painful for me to know
.
,
I wish not to understand how you feel
I wish not to accept the pain that awaits me
within the petite seconds I shared with you
standing on a table of Marie Antoinette
gardens so beautiful that she built with the
selfishness of her femininity
with the lavishness given to her by birth
that is not me
I deserve nothing of this

unlike this fallen Queen
I believe
this pain also does not belong to me
I have felt with my heart
that I cant carry this burden

lift me from my grave
in which I have buried myself
under thoughts of your lost smile
my bird of tomb
my nails edge the sides of you
a skin made of white
the lines of red have faded
as I have from you

and I no longer see a residence
within your space.
midnight prague
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midnight prague
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