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Yellow, Cadmium, Aureolin, Lemon
It's the shades of your true nature.

Sheen, Spring Bud, Bitter Lime, Lime
It's the other side of you.

The day when I met you is Lemon,
Drowning me into the watery trap of yours
Lemon in Water, that's how you cast a spell on me.

Sour, it's the taste of waiting for you
Bitter, you left me rotten and lost
Sweet, it's when you smile to me
Refreshing, the reason why I look forward toward tomorrow
Plain, the black truth behind your kindness
Sour+Bitter, the days when I must forget about you

Lemon, Lime,
I got addicted to your freshness,

Lime, Lemon
You stir me up like a juice,

Lime
Those dream felt so real

Lemon
I should've known, that I never belong to you, ever.
It's been a long time since I upload another poem. A lot of things happen so fast that I could't express it properly, and so here I am! another weird ones :') a recent heartbreak...
 Oct 2014 Randy Bryte
wordvango
Like magic or magnets
    an image representation
to plot a texture map
    to get the smoothness
it is good to set the proper
    VertexNormals,
She is gorgeous
     wrapped around a cylinder,
I can so manipulate,
     into a Graphics Complex
into a graphic primitive
     into a sphere revolving
around me.
 Oct 2014 Randy Bryte
Victoria
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 Oct 2014 Randy Bryte
Victoria
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I want what I don't have
and have what I don't want

I thought I had what I wanted
But that was just a haunt

A glimpse of what could have been
But was no more than appease

He was only what I made him
Not true,  that of a thieve

I speak not of just one
As they all  seem  quite the same

Tugging at my insecurities
Heart, left full of strain

I've given up so much of me
I don't know what is left

But I want, what i want, ******
so much I'm left bereft

I always thought I'd find 'the one'
The Ying to match my Yang

The one that would set my heart free
Relinquish  the tender pang

Yet all I get is heartbreak
With the exception of this one

But it is just a matter of time
Before he says he's finally done

I pick the ones that are temporary,
Believing I don't deserve

Helping them get on their feet
For that I'm good, and serve

But for me, I lie alone at night
Wishing to be loved

The Master of this game I play
Winner!! Winning none
Want desire haunt issues deep love not lost hopeless
 Oct 2014 Randy Bryte
Angelina
I weep for you, sweet angel.
So alone and isolated.
So scared of what the future could hold,
Or perhaps what it couldn't,
That you preferred to die rather than live.
I wish I could have held you.

I weep for you, brother.
Who lost your sibling.
Who regrets every cross word
And every assault and insult,
With the bruised eyes and torn soul
Don't blame yourself.

I weep for you, mother.
Who loved you baby more than anything.
Who laughed with him,
And cried for him,
And now battles with every ghost of a memory.
He loved you too.

I weep for you, father.
Who dreamt of your child's future,
Who imagined he would be a father someday too.
Who feigns strength for your family
But wants more than anything to break down too.
You tried your hardest.

I weep for you, world.
Who watched as an angel fell.
Who observed the skies opening for him,
Who watched the heavens pour out.
Who cradles him now, tighter than ever.
*Hold him gently, for all of us.
When given a prompt by our local PTSA themed "the world would be a better place if..." I decided upon a poem about feminism. Unfortunately, a tragedy occurred locally and a high school student committed suicide. So at the last second, I changed my reflection to "the world would be a better place if... no one wanted to commit suicide."
 Oct 2014 Randy Bryte
Beaux
He acts like a player
                                      She's a cheerleader
                                                     ­                     He hits up all the girls
She's the one everyone wants
                                                       He goes home at night
                                                                ­                                  She avoids home
He likes his best friend
                                           She skips a meal
                                                            ­                He just wants to stop hiding
She just wants to be thin
                                               He comes out as gay
                                                             ­                          She no longer eats
He's beat up by his 'friends'
                                                    She­ collapses during class
                                                           ­                                           He's in the ER
She's in the OR
                               His skull caved in
                                                                ­  Her heart is starved
                                                                ­                                          
He wakes up with amnesia
                                                     She remembers it all
                                                                ­                
He dies to brain damage
                                                She starves to death

This all started with one comment. A whisper in the halls. Something about her size.

He just wanted to be himself, but they didn't want him there.
This is based off real people. Not to this extreme but it can happen, watch what you sa.
My mind is in-between
In-between hell and insanity
In-between heaven and solitude
My heart is in-between
In-between hoping and wanting
In-between sorrow and self punishment
My soul is in-between
In-between hell's cold fire and heaven's pure indifference
In-between my mind and my heart's in-betweens
In-betweens are difficult. Though I am difficult. Very difficult indeed.
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