#liedto - Hello Poetry

The traditional pattern of a set to for Nomark is this: against the backdrop of the giant grift perpetrated by the grand smug ***** he firmly grasps the wrong end of the stick which, to be fair, is waved at him enough A poster child for impotent rage he’ll berate the checkout staff about a voucher that’s either expired or, mired in labyrinthine small print, doesn’t amount to a free diddly squat Without the words, the means, the agency to upbraid the bosses he huffs home on an overcrowded bus where not a single other ****** wears a mask

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Jan 9, 2022

Jan 9, 2022 at 9:47 AM UTC

drunkenkind

No Mark Pt. 2

The traditional pattern of a set to for Nomark is this: against the backdrop of the giant grift perpetrated by the grand smug ***** he firmly grasps the wrong end of the stick which, to be fair, is waved at him enough A poster child for impotent rage he’ll berate the checkout staff about a voucher that’s either expired or, mired in labyrinthine small print, doesn’t amount to a free diddly squat Without the words, the means, the agency to upbraid the bosses he huffs home on an overcrowded bus where not a single other ****** wears a mask

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Is it possible for heartbreak to cause physical pain in your chest? I can feel it burning, scorching its searing pain deep inside. How am I supposed to breathe when I'm weighed down by it? My lungs try to expand but, they get stuck. No air comes. I don't think I will ever find another who cares like you do. Your love suffocates me, I am floundering and drowning in it. I know that when I end this, I will never feel love again. How is it that even though I'm the one ending it, I'm the one broken. I asked you straight to your face, how was it so easy to lie? You lied to me over and over time and time again. I knew this would never work, I ruin everything I touch. We should have just stayed friends. Nothing will ever be the same again. I may be imperfect and flawed, not worthy of much. I expected more from you, a self proclaimed knight in shining armor. You ******* this one up, my darling. I miss my best friend, but I won't rely on your devotion and misconstrued idea of love.

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Jun 21, 2018

Jun 21, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC

Kwrites

darling, dearest, goodbye.

Is it possible for heartbreak to cause physical pain in your chest? I can feel it burning, scorching its searing pain deep inside. How am I supposed to breathe when I'm weighed down by it? My lungs try to expand but, they get stuck. No air comes. I don't think I will ever find another who cares like you do. Your love suffocates me, I am floundering and drowning in it. I know that when I end this, I will never feel love again. How is it that even though I'm the one ending it, I'm the one broken. I asked you straight to your face, how was it so easy to lie? You lied to me over and over time and time again. I knew this would never work, I ruin everything I touch. We should have just stayed friends. Nothing will ever be the same again. I may be imperfect and flawed, not worthy of much. I expected more from you, a self proclaimed knight in shining armor. You ******* this one up, my darling. I miss my best friend, but I won't rely on your devotion and misconstrued idea of love.

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Have you ever watched a constant fade and die? Realized that something you loved was a lie? I just hope I can erase this from my mind. I wish that out last goodbye had been the last time. So that all the good memories didn't lose their shine. I want life to be a clock that I could turn back in time. That I could go back to when everything was fine. When I didn't know the truth and you were beautiful and mine. The world was ours to shape and design. Now you're just the liar on the other line.

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Jul 11, 2015

Jul 11, 2015 at 12:31 AM UTC

OneOfTheTiredSouls

The Lie Of A Lifetime

Have you ever watched a constant fade and die? Realized that something you loved was a lie? I just hope I can erase this from my mind. I wish that out last goodbye had been the last time. So that all the good memories didn't lose their shine. I want life to be a clock that I could turn back in time. That I could go back to when everything was fine. When I didn't know the truth and you were beautiful and mine. The world was ours to shape and design. Now you're just the liar on the other line.

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