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Lance Remir May 17
You drew me as the villain of your story
Brushing over my lines of kindness
Blotting out the colors with ugly spots
You threw away my features and corners
Replaced them with shades of animosity
My image at the mercy of your delicate hands
Painting me as you wish, inking lies of me
But no matter what techniques you used
What combination of colors or strokes
Or whatever tools you used to sculpt
Beauty may be in the eye of the beholder
But truth is absolute and everlasting
Go on and show off your work to the world
Be proud of the storytelling of your canvas
But you and I both know, beneath the paper
You once called this villain your loving muse
And I once called you my wonderful maker
Reece May 10
The arsonist burned everything to ash.
He’d already been hurt in the past.
Due to his fear and lack of cheer,
He’d burn the world down,
Back to the ground.
He’d never let anyone touch him,
Their fingers would be set aflame.
Who needs companionship?
The arsonist thought everyone was the same.
They’d all burn him,
So he’d burn them first.
They’d all hurt him,
So he’d make sure he’s the worst.
So no one will bother,
As he pours the kerosene.
He lights the match,
Stares at the flame,
Wishing that his heart could take the pain.
She left him for another guy,
And he always wondered why,
She betrayed him after he had promised his life,
And stabbed him in the back with a knife.
He flicked the flame into the fuel.
Heard the symphony of crackling.
He’d take the whole world with him,
As it all burned down, he was cackling.
Some people are destructive to those they love and themselves, like a fire.
Reece May 9
Is the villain just,
A broken, bleeding, hurting,
Human, or not?

Perhaps their pain is,
Justified. But does it clear,
Their slate, leaving crumbs?

Do they feel remorse?
Do they feel any regret, or
Are they too broken?

Listen to their tale,
You do not have to agree.
Show them empathy.
Sometimes the villain is only the villain because of circumstance.
neth jones Apr 29
soak into death    be a sot to it   you enemy of love
sponge and earth and thaw
breakdown into smaller and smaller particulates
and become involved in the sop
rejoin life
20/01/25
neth jones Apr 14
Look at you   all pantsy Fants and dah Dee la
Itching your teeth  drying your eyes   Wiring Some Cash
       and clicking your camara
                        a baby aimed for the world at large
                                   reformed gormless
                             and clean for fresh intelligence

Look at you   all lancing the breeze and cancer free
Bewitching the trials of your enemies  
financed and careering
a duchess with ease
on the leash of some tremendous villainy
09/03/25
Gideon Mar 8
We are all heroes in someone’s story.
A brief moment.
A needed word.
A helping hand.

We all question if we’re the bad guy.
In the sink, we see blood.
In the mirror, we see the villain.
In our heads, we hear the victims.

We all are just normal people in the end.
Flying through life.
Saving the people we love.
Protecting what we care about.

We may be the heroes after all.
Emery Feine Feb 10
He started his own fire,
then he put it out.
They called him a "hero."
You know who this is about.

(People are incapable of change.)
triginta quattuor felonias
Zee Jan 8
Sometimes there isn't a reason why.
Sometimes you just have to sit in the pain.
Let it wash over you like rain.

Sometimes the villain wins.
With no justice in sight.

It's hard to watch a person that hurt you.
Get everything you want.

Sometimes people are people.
With their own flaws and faults.

Some are bad.
Some are good.
Sone stand in between.

You never know which one you'll meet.
Till they show the running colours underneath.
That you wish you would have never seen.

Some goodbyes are sweet.
Wishing you well.
Others are bitter.

Leaving scars in your memory.
Sometimes just sometimes.
People are people.
They can't help who they are.

Sometimes you can try to change.
To rearrange them.

Sometimes you just can't.
Emery Feine Dec 2024
I've always been a surprise to you
Pulling a rabbit out of a magician's hat

I've always been the 'villain' in your story
Why is that?

I'm sorry I scared you; I'm just a spider
So let me get out of your hair

I'm a glass of crimson red wine
I've stained your white-cushioned chair

I'm the one who has been blamed
For all your bright purple pain

I guess I'm no longer your daughter
I'm solely a stain
and I may have had my reasons, though you don't know them
muizz Dec 2024
This is the story of us,
we were the heroes and the villains,
we were the bravest one, the lions,
a tight-knit group, a family so near,
the kindred peers, for a hundred years.

In your presence,
the world feels safe,
my steps find peace,
through the highs and lows,
I miss our journey,
together we plowed.

We are like Frodo Baggins,
Hearts torn apart,
fate's cruel hand at play,
lives take separate ways,
new adventures to lay
new friends we now have,
fresh memories made,
though it all feels different,
this is how fate fades,
this is the story of us.
My classmates and I,
our long journey has come to an end.
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