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I could have been more careful than I was.
I didn’t have to love you,
Or let my heart be broken,
Enough to let you in there,
Suffocating me, lifeless,
But beating for you so that you could breathe.

I could have been more selfish than I was.
I didn’t have to love you,
Or break pieces off of me,
Breaking them off one by one,
Till I was a shell, shattered,
But able to put you back together.

I could have been more angry than I was.
I didn’t have to love you,
Or hold you so innocent,
As innocent as a child,
Withholding judgment, calmly,
But letting you turn fury back on me.

I could have been more knowing than I was.
I didn’t have to love you,
Or confront my need to give,
Giving so you would love me,
Till I left my tank, empty,
But looking back I learned what I should be.
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Gino Oct 2018
I went to hell last night
to sign my death warrant
to trade my soul to Satan
all for this one woman

Love pushes me to devotion
Desire's burning brighter than my ambition
Future's falling and road is scary
but neither disturbs me

She pokes me with trident, that's fine
She pours me with hot hater, that's fine
garrote, gun and guillotine
name it all, pain's nothing

Love of various apparitions
forged by individual opinions
midnight calls for liberty
yes, i'm truly happy.
View pain as a form of aspiration
Jaxey Oct 2018
I don't care if I'm at the top of a ******* cliff
If you are drowning at the sea below me
I'm going to jump
save me
Hannah Chin Oct 2018
She gazes out the window
A distant look in her eyes.
In her green eyes I see a longing
To be alone, to be away, far away.
And in that moment I see
For the first time, I can see
In her weary eyes the show of time.
I see in the lines of her face
A story of loss, of longing, of love.
Her sad eyes shift slowly to me.
To me and you she looks upon
Love painted across her face.
Tis then she knows without a doubt
Her sacrifice was not for naught.
Juverine Wan Oct 2018
You ask me why I left
well here's why.
It's because I realized that
my life is mine.

Maybe you think I'm selfish,
well aren't you too?
You said we would support each other
but nothing was ever true.

You had your dreams,
and I watched as they grew,
I guess I forgot,
that I had dreams too.

You said that I'm selfish,
but maybe it's because you didn't understand,
that in a relationship,
it's not about being in the upper hand.

You said that I'm selfish,
it's because you failed to see,
that even someone like me,
had things I wanted to achieve.

Maybe that's why I left you,
maybe I was wrong,
Maybe I should've told you,
that I wanted to be strong.

You say the past is in the past,
yet you want to start all over again,
I agree that the past is in the past,
but I'm sorry, this is the end.

I've found someone else,
and I hope you do too,
someone who wasn't as "selfish" as I was,
someone who can sacrifice for you.

We all have a soulmate,
I once thought it was you.
But the tides have passed,
the sun has set,
and nothing can be reset,
because I've found someone new.
Ouch. I hurt myself while writing this.
Amy Duckworth Oct 2018
I am a protector,
I protect those I hold dear.
But... I sacrifice myself for others,
I have no time for myself.
I lose who I am,
But I protect those I love.
They say that I am too
Brave,
Fierce,
Wise,
And protective.
I am like a treasure map but without the X
I am useless without who I really am,
But I am useless without the people I care for.
So I gave myself up for them.
Oshit Kul Ratan Oct 2018
When my door is been knocked
Food cooks over my prestige's stove
For you it’s business's ***** food
But in night my daughter doesn't sleep empty stomach
I am a *******, Sir!
Food is overpriced than my pride.

Every morning my body broke up with pain
His hand through my breast squeezes my heart
For you it’s necessary pain
But in morning my daughter goes to school
I am a *******, Sir!
Today's pain is bearable against her future.

Everyday i put darkness on my face
Dreams dress up on bed in the face of money
For you they are pieces of my soul
But my daughter fills colour in her book with it
I am a *******, Sir!
Her happiness is expensive than my body.
In the perspective of love, sacrifice is nothing.
Day Oct 2018
i found you
chasing youth
and offered myself.

like candy
another piece
of this broken body,

f e a r
is nowhere to be found.

you've convinced me
sacrifice always smells
best over brunch.
Consider a bee
while the sunbeams dance on a bench in front of a melting clock
Consider a bee
while the cradling mankind sees a gun under the pillow and feels safe.
The dust of the soul,
the soul dusts away
The bee
buzzzzzzzzzzzz
Interrupts a series of copulations
and a run across the industrial lawn

buzzzzzzz
The sacrifice
of a fat lobster named eternal consciousness
garlic sliced bread & a fear of a thing
as per the given prescription?
am I right?

I have no more time for such nonsense,
Consider a bee
5 more minutes, a 90-degree angle, you are dead.



- Samar Charulingah Godfrey
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