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I stare at my reflection,
You're staring back at me.
A flaw so insignificant
And yet, it's all I see.
There's no way you define me
So why don't I agree?
Why is it that I still fear
It's you they see, not me?
 Jan 2019 Timur Shamatov
JaxSpade
it was a shot in the dark
or a shot in the heart
while all was blind
it hit the target

We should have been smarter
Than the probability of ourselves
Becoming longer

While depending on love being stronger
Weakness sprouted under our armor
Conflicts became victorys
For the evil they started

And the wages of those sins
Left us departed

It was a shot in the dark
Our conscious wasn't conscience
Of the desires we wanted

Forever changed
For ever the length
Measuring the definition meant

For years or shorter






In the infinity of eternal
Marauders
 Jan 2019 Timur Shamatov
JaxSpade
I could write another bite on your neck
And sink my words like fangs
Into your flesh
What would it mean
To you this time
After everything I've said
The way I've danced with alphabets
And letters fancied in dress
I could watch the blood pour down
The piercings over the drool I left
What would it mean to you
All that you've read
I've poured a glass of consonants
Over some ice cold vowels
And stirred it with my pen
You drank it all
And now you're a mess
Stumbling around a drunken wreck
Still taking shots of paragraphs
The bottle is empty I tell you
You're high on the cheap stuff
I should have warned you
You're going to throw it all up
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