#scepticism - Hello Poetry

Don't come near me, for I may burn You have aroused my passion, my innermost feelings You have broken my walls, I'm defenceless Yet, I am strengthened by your love Your touch has filled me with a desire My heart is lit with your fire In you, I have found the spark of life You have revealed all my concealed fantasies Yet, I am at ease at your presence Hey charmer! Don't make me fall in love if you're gonna make me cry Don't smile at me, if you're gonna break my heart Don't say those words, if they aren't true Hey Charmer! I am soft and tender, treat me like a flower I am loving and caring, all I ask is your love! Please don't hurt me!

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Feb 23, 2021

Feb 23, 2021 at 4:14 PM UTC

BlackCrow

Hey Charmer

Don't come near me, for I may burn You have aroused my passion, my innermost feelings You have broken my walls, I'm defenceless Yet, I am strengthened by your love Your touch has filled me with a desire My heart is lit with your fire In you, I have found the spark of life You have revealed all my concealed fantasies Yet, I am at ease at your presence Hey charmer! Don't make me fall in love if you're gonna make me cry Don't smile at me, if you're gonna break my heart Don't say those words, if they aren't true Hey Charmer! I am soft and tender, treat me like a flower I am loving and caring, all I ask is your love! Please don't hurt me!

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I will never lose faith in humanity Faith is illogical And I try my best to be logical I never had faith in the first place

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Feb 26, 2018

Feb 26, 2018 at 11:48 PM UTC

Annasus

Faith in Humanity

I will never lose faith in humanity Faith is illogical And I try my best to be logical I never had faith in the first place

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I will not apologise For what I thought was right However, I will apologise For any and all fright (Boo. I'm not that scary)

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Apr 2, 2016

Apr 2, 2016 at 5:55 AM UTC

Visceral

Apology for G

I will not apologise For what I thought was right However, I will apologise For any and all fright (Boo. I'm not that scary)

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The corner street awaits with pride Raise the palm and wave me hello As the eyes melt reveal your heart The smile is the manipulating trap A stance you gaze magnifies my life Stay in the zone oozing not snoozing Disengaged in bases of sinking shells Float on the wavy stretchy topography Claim my proponent inside the rigid iris The splash of the canvas sprays attraction Alternate the kaleidoscope fluid flashes A slash, smashing my scepticism cynism Untitled spiking depths and radiant flames Erode past the sizzling chargrilled grins It's in my eyes, my very soul sits and shines

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Mar 2, 2016

Mar 2, 2016 at 12:26 PM UTC

SassyJ

Iridology Topography

The corner street awaits with pride Raise the palm and wave me hello As the eyes melt reveal your heart The smile is the manipulating trap A stance you gaze magnifies my life Stay in the zone oozing not snoozing Disengaged in bases of sinking shells Float on the wavy stretchy topography Claim my proponent inside the rigid iris The splash of the canvas sprays attraction Alternate the kaleidoscope fluid flashes A slash, smashing my scepticism cynism Untitled spiking depths and radiant flames Erode past the sizzling chargrilled grins It's in my eyes, my very soul sits and shines

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Who am I ? Can I ever aspire to touch that shining spot, Suspended in the entirety? This base form is bound. Every agent a shackle; Every constant a fetter. And 'this' the final frontier beyond which lies the ever unattainable. I am but a constituent; A byproduct. An aberration. And such shall never surpass the goal of ordinance. Or seek to know more than that which is due. For futile is this search And that which I hope will ensue from it.

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Oct 22, 2013

Oct 22, 2013 at 8:36 AM UTC

DSD

Sceptical me

Who am I ? Can I ever aspire to touch that shining spot, Suspended in the entirety? This base form is bound. Every agent a shackle; Every constant a fetter. And 'this' the final frontier beyond which lies the ever unattainable. I am but a constituent; A byproduct. An aberration. And such shall never surpass the goal of ordinance. Or seek to know more than that which is due. For futile is this search And that which I hope will ensue from it.

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