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unsxfe Nov 2017
[Hrm.]

[Looks like the whole first half of X has gone missing.]

[Well, I can’t let that happen.]


Sometimes, I wonder if X thinks of me.

         i sure do.



X is not desired as an object, but a person.


X.
24.
2.
4.
6.
Cardinal.
‘if only i knew what i was going to do’

‘then he wouldn’t have worried about me like this’

‘sigh’

‘oh how i miss him’
unsxfe Nov 2017
[Well.]

[That was quite a night.]

                 [Sure is getting boring around here, considering i only wrote this dingy warehouse ****** scene into canon.]




[You know what?]

[***** it, let’s write something while X is asleep.]

Afternoon

the       cold       autumn      air      feels      like       it      ‘BURNS’
        gently strokes my skin
the brisk, autumn air
very
      very
           lightly
    smells of
petrichor ‘and decay’

the partly cloudy sky bears
‘6’

     light
‘cardinal red’
drops
                that gently rest on my face
‘they burn’

this feeling

       its so ‘horrible’



[Oh great. looks like she wasn’t asleep.]

[She was learning.]
‘...’
unsxfe Nov 2017
I look forward.
   the light
in your eyes
   IT GLIMMERS
blinding
   begging

but i give into the CACOPHONY
   the DISCORDANT TONES


“your
                turn”
Click.
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Click.

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Click.
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Click.
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Click.
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Click.
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BANG


                             ­   what have
                                                            ­i
                                                               ­      d
                                                               ­         o
                                                      ­                   n
                                                               ­          e
[Well, that happened.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
“I believed them.
I trusted them.
   I was convinced
That these harmonious times didnt have to come to an end.
   But now,
I’m descending
  down
        further
                and further
                           back into the CACOPHONY

I can’t go back.

    Stop playing with my heart.



Just leave me be
to my own devices
                to search
                                or be sought

for myself
  or another
       that has yet to make itself clear


         i’ll lead myself”
[The first part of Unsafe has tons of subtle references, but has nothing to do with it now, as i left that path I was making. It now instead ties into X, giving claring as to what exactly happened. By the way, I REALLY suggest you read X first.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
I think of X.




                          memories
[And that was X. Thank you for reading this far.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
i sometimes              ponder the big BANG.

i ponder what’dve happened if X and i had never met.


Mourns

  over past,
              that is what my
click
droning
click
mundane
click
Life
has been.

one word.


sorry
[The penultimate poem to X. Just a little clarity for those who have gotten this far, X was my first poem, which i chopped into 8 parts due to length and continuity errors.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
my problems are a blurry Spin.
                                 the passion i feel.
its The thing anchoring me to the
                      Wheel
world


it was more of a
   Click.
a short, but nonetheless droning
   Click.
every time i hear that
   Click.
it brings me back, that
   Click.

it was to X’s dismay,
   Click.

i wish it was silent.
  
   Click.
[Hoo boy! This is getting interesting, isn’t it?]
unsxfe Nov 2017
to those out there that I have met,
     possible friends that Miss the mark,
the
      bull’s
              eye
                     X.
[Too long to be in 1 to four, but too short to be grouped with the next part.]
Tristan Brown Nov 2017
Dear Tristan,

          Metallica is your favorite,
          But Poison is your remedy
I got my numbers straightened out this time
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