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Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
are too fixed
to be broken
*others too broken
to be fixed
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
I'm
Probably a lost cause
or yours
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
Rivers and roads
have the straight & the bend
Friendships,
the beginning and the end
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
It's Crazy, can't vivisect*
why I must Die to resurrect!
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
At times the little we crave
is too much
*& at times the much
is really too little
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
If I think
Heartache
if I drink
Hungover
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
That's what I do best
I'm a hard ground awaiting
so only fall if I'm worth the pain
knowing I might not catch
you on your way down

I break hearts
*I won't break your fall
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
I want to "unbreak" your heart, to steal all the hurt
I want to look for every lost piece if you let me please
I want to scour the floor and sweep every corner
so that I can gather all the pieces I shattered
and steadily and carefully locate where each piece fits
on the puzzle of your big broken heart
I want to unbend the crooked by the impact
and fold those straightened curves to bring her shape back
I can't make the cracks totally disappear
but I wish I could, I want to weld the spaces with hot friendship
to lock out the air of doubt and despair
I want to incinerate the bad memories with fire of my passion
so that you won't remember the same fire burnt you
I also want to paint the welded whole with the crimson if romance
so that placed back on the shelf of reality
you can be purchased by someone you deserve
someone who'll appreciate your sacrifices
the absurdity & melancholy hidden underneath the coating
I so much want to heal all the wounds and the scars
I don't know whether you will let me in or shut the doors
but whatever you do, I deserve it for causing you pain
I want to be an adulteration that cures its malady
because I'm remorseful for what happened
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
You have been my longest
and sweetest of all dreams...
*what's sad is someday
I'll have to wake up.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
You can't have a medal
that's won unless
you're a thief...
I'll run another
race... I was to
late to win
you over...
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