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dabble Jun 19
So u love dogs
I wonder how dogs live the life I deserve
Even plastic bottle made it to your lips
while I'm a light year away
those shirts those pants who hold you all day
what did it even do to live the life I pray
Stop luring me
with those creams and cologne
you for sure know it affects me when I am alone
if you ain't the definition of temptation
just strike out the word cos it makes no sense
pathetic is the word that defines my life the best now
crying has turned my hobby that my life bestowed
don't wanna know you through your IG feeds
wanna be near you to  help you in your needs
seeking on every possible pretext
I try to meet you by accident
if only life was a fairy tale
if only it had happy ending
if only I didn't love you
if only I never saw you
if only I could smile
if only I could live
if only I could turn back time
I'd go back to the stars
still wishing on you
my ......
my star
Darryl M May 8
Little Pathetic.
The story of you and I.
Tears dried out, it feels like I can scratch my eye.

What we had was none, but a farce.
Ours was but a larceny.
We happened in a rush.
Even our talks were a gush.
I only aimed to make you blush.
No wonder we ended in a brush.
Just founded one another to push.
Even my little mush has surfaced.

I was caught in this lust,
Didn’t know it wouldn’t last.
Now it’s a thing of the past.
Coz time moves fast.
Always hated all these playas,
Now I’m part of the cast.
Sorry, I was blinded by the dust.

I left.
There’s no time to pick up back where we left.
You know, you’re far off behind.
Don’t turn your back on me.
I no longer want to see your behind.
It’s no longer in mind.

Little Pathetic.
The story of you and I.
A better use for a sigh.
I have girlfriends who’ve never spoken to me,
Comrades who’ve never fought with me,
Acquaintances who’ve never seen me,
And friends who’ve never chastised me.

This constant, never, fills me with pain,
So let it be crushed to dust by the weight of April rain.
Haha this won’t change anything at all
Eden Quinn Mar 6
And for one second I thought
that maybe you could feel the same
and now,
my heart is shattered
into so many tiny pieces
that I simply don't know
how to pick them up.

Everything I can give to you
are the shattered pieces of my heart.
Pathetic, isn't it?

Quinn
Stuck in a straight jacket
That detaches from humanities
That disables civilized thinking
It strangles your insides
And steals compassion
And your breath of life
Withers inside this chasten

In this rubber room
Who’s pads make up your apathetical existence
You rot here like the ***** you take
You die here
Unless you bleed yourself of disrespect
Unless you bleed yourself of disinterest
Unless you bleed yourself of narcissism

Who cares
Your worthless in this state anyway
Find purpose in empathy

Or die here
Exist out of the minds of others
Others who have collective respect
Collective understanding
Collective empathy
And open mindedness

You’re locked here cause you prejudge
Guarded by your own stubbornness
You don’t accept
That you don’t know everyone’s story
You can’t know
You judge anyway

That hippie over there
He’s not a ***** loser
He has a family he loves
Worked hard in construction
And overcame a destructive alcohol and drug abuse
He’s better than you
He’s empathetic
Loving
Understanding
And embraces everyone
Got caught up in my disgusting mind. How ***** I am. Judging people I know nothing about. I hate it. Pathetic.
Pathetic soul Mar 23
Let’s pretend that we’re in love.
Tasting the feeling of being drunk,
Being so lost,
So unconscious,
So unaware of everything around us.
Let’s kiss under the moonlight.
Absorbing the cold air within our feet,
Let them flow through our bones and cells and blood and heart,
Let them freeze us so we can cling to each other.
Let’s pretend that we did it willingly.
That we hugged not because your body is cold,
But because yours is missing mine.
Let’s just kiss again and tell me those sweet words instead of guilt.
Let’s pretend that we’re in love so i know how does it feel being loved back.
Please pretend that you’re in love.
Can you at least pretend?
Johnny walker Mar 19
Just read a poem gentlemen wrote that opened eyes me to
Internet
trolls who on poetry sites are using the emoji that
of a thumbs
downs
Trying to destroy peoples love of poetry writing how pathetic these so-called trolls are they have nothing better to do In
life
Other than try and destroy other peoples lives and enjoyment shame on
them they disgust me they run
though the Internet
like a plague Infecting
everything they come
In contact
with
Internet trolls who infect us  like a plague everything they come In contact with
so
pathetic,
is
this
empty minded poet
sitting in the corner
swallowing verses
all alone,
killing time,
in love with
a ghost,
called poetry
yes,
how
pathetically
poetic,
is
she.
she is a poet
wrapped in verse
a ghost of ideas,
how poetic
is she.
an0nym0us Feb 25
Such beauty,
But empty...
Such pity,
Little missy.

A fake diamond.
So pretty...
So shiny!
But all synthetic...
all face but no brains...
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