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You said my fears were irrational But how do you deem irrational That which a person whom Is deeply in love with you Deems rational, How do you deem My fear of losing you Irrational? Look at us now The mess we've become We've become such a wreck A train wreck, That even the finest form of grafitti Cannot modify How do you live with yourself Knowing that you're the one Who sinked our love boat Now we're just another superstructure Consumed whole, By the unfathomable depth Of the endless sea, From the brutal storms of life We didn't foresee We cried of pain from heart fracture Is it love that you lacked Or was your sense of reasoning somewhat hacked? How do you sleep, knowing that You're the one who ripped apart The delicate petals To this precious rose of ours Perhaps you won't make it To be in the running, In the Oscars For the best actor award But you do at least, deserve a few medals Like the paraplegic athlete Oscar For the best disloyalty I confessed my fears unto you And all you could do was laugh it off You brushed the subject off As if it were a speck of dust On your shoulders Rendering your pride, a form of rust How could you have traded Unconditional love For irrefutable lust You were once my pride and joy But now a stranger you've become Another somebody, I used to know Sad part is that your presence No longer brings any joy How could you say that My fears were irrational When you fell into the same trap I warned you of How could you say That my fears were irrational When you succumbed to the spell And didn't get choked by the smell Of our burning bridge How could you just stand there And watch, while everything We've ever worked for Is burning down to dust? Look at us now. A premeditated crime scene we are No evidence left to prove how close we once were Not even a chalk outline Look at us now.
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 5:06 AM UTC
Irrational fears
You said my fears were irrational But how do you deem irrational That which a person whom Is deeply in love with you Deems rational, How do you deem My fear of losing you Irrational? Look at us now The mess we've become We've become such a wreck A train wreck, That even the finest form of grafitti Cannot modify How do you live with yourself Knowing that you're the one Who sinked our love boat Now we're just another superstructure Consumed whole, By the unfathomable depth Of the endless sea, From the brutal storms of life We didn't foresee We cried of pain from heart fracture Is it love that you lacked Or was your sense of reasoning somewhat hacked? How do you sleep, knowing that You're the one who ripped apart The delicate petals To this precious rose of ours Perhaps you won't make it To be in the running, In the Oscars For the best actor award But you do at least, deserve a few medals Like the paraplegic athlete Oscar For the best disloyalty I confessed my fears unto you And all you could do was laugh it off You brushed the subject off As if it were a speck of dust On your shoulders Rendering your pride, a form of rust How could you have traded Unconditional love For irrefutable lust You were once my pride and joy But now a stranger you've become Another somebody, I used to know Sad part is that your presence No longer brings any joy How could you say that My fears were irrational When you fell into the same trap I warned you of How could you say That my fears were irrational When you succumbed to the spell And didn't get choked by the smell Of our burning bridge How could you just stand there And watch, while everything We've ever worked for Is burning down to dust? Look at us now. A premeditated crime scene we are No evidence left to prove how close we once were Not even a chalk outline Look at us now.
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You've always talked with lies, But I really liked you a lot, Already sinked in your blue eyes, And your stale muscles, oh God. Honey, let's walk down at the streets, Watching at the cold sea which is just like my heart, We can get as far as our feets Can carry us, I don't mind to make our lives two work of art. Look at these gloomy skies, Let me know if you thought about me at least once, 'Cause when I look at the sun rise, I clearly can see you in the smile of the sun rays dance. I've fallen in love too much long, And wrotten a lot of poems and songs, But I still can't forget you, No matter how hard I try to, I can see you in the air, I can hear you in the sound of my guitar. I still love you a lot, I still guess on a flower "do you love me or not?", I really love you a lot, And i just can't make it stop.
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Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 11:07 PM UTC
Still love you
She bit her lip and then without warning ... bit mine
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 9:49 PM UTC
lips sinked 10w domestic violence
Deep weather Rough chopped rocks sunk in the sand Of St.Ives. Hostile invitations for a childhood party Where Joshua so loved then missed his grandad. Rock and rain pools December **** in August limpid. An adolescent's stomping ground of Skunk and cider Where first Lucy kissed, And felt age inside her. And a Pensioners painting, Anna remembered a figure On those black rocks All those years before, That could help her across no more. The town on the hill. Bewitching, twitching, still, Windows hammered on to cold homes - Bridesmaids, Flings, exiles, Remembered, loved in the married bed back home. And the girl that I love so much, Sits across the beach Sinked in to my sand like The alba washing coal on the beach After all these years. And the girl I worry about so much. Sits across the room sinked in sand, Hammering love in my chest. Rocks, coal and home.
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
St Ives
She ripped the stitches out of Rotting skin and sinked in to Seeping sin, dripping crimson Crashing to the ground. That same hole in the earth With a cold to call home- Not alone down there, she lets The worms observe her every move. Wriggling in dirt Her thirst pulsed hard and black; Can't take it back, Too late to save that day So let yourself unravel with the sutures There's no future when you're dead.
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Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC
Spontaneous Freeform
Nerves are running wild, my breath is slightly hitched. Anxiety's creeping up on me, I can barely think. Afraid of disappointment. Afraid to disappoint. One step before the other, prepared for someone new. He charms me with a smile, then extends a hand. My palms are getting clammy, and my pulse is racing too. The breeze flows in from the door, the sun is shining bright. Currawong's singing in the trees, With the aroma of bitter coffee. We breeze through introductions, sit and chat for a while. There I thought it was going well, until he developed a temper. With no good reason he seemed to snap, started causing a scene. Sinked so low into my chair, of course this happened to me. Some time passed, he calmed himself, but i think i'd made my decision. got to the end and he turned to me, "We should do this again". "I don't think this is going to work", I said sorry then took my leave.
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Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 4:09 AM UTC
The Tinder Series - #1
Can I have a rest, for I am very tired. of usual beings, come and go, made us weak and little blind. You're all over me, thus, can I rest? Everywhere I look, You have proven me the best. I am exhausted, Will you let me be? I cannot move forward, on the the things I see. Squeezed with the happenings, I want a revamp. release me from the past, wicked sinked in swamp. Sour flavoured outings, did took a toll on me. I want you to take charge, Please let me be. I want to relax, my tired soul. would you let me to rest, or in pain come let me howl. Can I have a rest? Please let me so. With you I found, a partner to call. Are you allowing me now? please let me fall, Down in questions, sheered in a roll. Are you allowing me now? I hope you really do. Can I rest? ..My eyes on you.
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May 8, 2011
May 8, 2011 at 11:39 PM UTC
Can I rest?
I still remember the glance of your eyes, filled with hate, covered in lies. I still remember the touch of your hands, a single touch that i'll always despise. I still remember the look on your face, every humiliation, every spanking, every mark in my body that I'll never erase. I still remember every single word you said, after all this years they still spin in my head. I still remember every tear you shed, for every ****** up guy that laid on your bed. I still remember the harsh tone on your voice when you said "If you leave, never come back, that's your choice". I still remember all that fear, from the nights you came home smelling at beer. I still remember the pain in my bones, when you said "You'll never be good enough, you'll never be loved", it sinked inside me like stones. I still remember the love in my heart, I was full of that until you broke me apart. I still remember every time I had with you, your cruel words, everything you put me through. I still remember our cold goodbye, I slammed the door on your face, I felt like dying inside but never looked back. So tell me now, does it hurt you when you think that you were the first one that made my heart shrink? Does it hit you at night? I am your daughter, what gave you the right? Do you even remember me? All the nights I spent by your side, I wiped your tears when you cried, I wanted to make you proud, I tried, but all I got was the love you denied. Now I can only feel hate, for all the darkness inside of me that you were able to create. Was that right? Make both of your sons associate your name to fright? I hope you have troubles sleeping at night, I hope you choke in all your spite.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 5:22 PM UTC
Hands remember
I still remember the glance of your eyes, filled with hate, covered in lies. I still remember the touch of your hands, a single touch that i'll always despise. I still remember the look on your face, every humiliation, every spanking, every mark in my body that I'll never erase. I still remember every single word you said, after all this years they still spin in my head. I still remember every tear you shed, for every ****** up guy that laid on your bed. I still remember the harsh tone on your voice when you said "If you leave, never come back, that's your choice". I still remember all that fear, from the nights you came home smelling at beer. I still remember the pain in my bones, when you said "You'll never be good enough, you'll never be loved", it sinked inside me like stones. I still remember the love in my heart, I was full of that until you broke me apart. I still remember every time I had with you, your cruel words, everything you put me through. I still remember our cold goodbye, I slammed the door on your face, I felt like dying inside but never looked back. So tell me now, does it hurt you when you think that you were the first one that made my heart shrink? Does it hit you at night? I am your daughter, what gave you the right? Do you even remember me? All the nights I spent by your side, I wiped your tears when you cried, I wanted to make you proud, I tried, but all I got was the love you denied. Now I can only feel hate, for all the darkness inside of me that you were able to create. Was that right? Make both of your sons associate your name to fright? I hope you have troubles sleeping at night, I hope you choke in all your spite.
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Isn't it amazing? Me and you, side by side, hand in hand, eyes locked to eachother, hearts beating in one rhythm. You taught me how to love, to admire someone greatly. Taught me how to crave and miss someone deeply. You gave me a reason to give my heart out to, well, you... but look at us now. What seemed to be a perfect life, is now a nightmare. You shattered my heart into pieces, having my tears fall from my face like a shimmering waterfall. "He's not worth your tears" That's what I hear constantly; but you don't understand, they certainly will never understand the emotions we have shared together, emotions I had for you. A Break-Up I now understand the meaning to that very word. It takes away your mind, evaporating away those content, incredible memories. Nothing matters anymore, no good will occur; with all these memories of you surrounding me, I can't bare to survive like this. Don't you see that my heart is bleeding for you, don't you care? My hands are constantly trembling, wanting to hold you once more; just feeling your flesh on my fingers. But that won't ever happen again, I should have seen it from the beginning. Your perfect self was too good to be true, I was falling for a lie. You lied that you cared about me, that you loved me so much. I see it now, you're another "guy", one just out there to play with our minds, our emotions. How could you do that to me? You shot my heart, and now I'm here trying to take out the bullet you sinked in me; the pain it causes is unbareable, but I'm strong. I thought you were the one, the perfect one in my dreams, wow was I ever wrong. And here it goes, this is the end, thank-you for never caring, for never really loving me. Thank-you for making me see the person you really are; cold-hearted, weak. I will never be the person I once was because of you; this bullet is still ******* into my heart like a tattoo, beating, living, but still in pain.
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Apr 29, 2010
Apr 29, 2010 at 10:32 AM UTC
The Sound of a Cracking Heart
Isn't it amazing? Me and you, side by side, hand in hand, eyes locked to eachother, hearts beating in one rhythm. You taught me how to love, to admire someone greatly. Taught me how to crave and miss someone deeply. You gave me a reason to give my heart out to, well, you... but look at us now. What seemed to be a perfect life, is now a nightmare. You shattered my heart into pieces, having my tears fall from my face like a shimmering waterfall. "He's not worth your tears" That's what I hear constantly; but you don't understand, they certainly will never understand the emotions we have shared together, emotions I had for you. A Break-Up I now understand the meaning to that very word. It takes away your mind, evaporating away those content, incredible memories. Nothing matters anymore, no good will occur; with all these memories of you surrounding me, I can't bare to survive like this. Don't you see that my heart is bleeding for you, don't you care? My hands are constantly trembling, wanting to hold you once more; just feeling your flesh on my fingers. But that won't ever happen again, I should have seen it from the beginning. Your perfect self was too good to be true, I was falling for a lie. You lied that you cared about me, that you loved me so much. I see it now, you're another "guy", one just out there to play with our minds, our emotions. How could you do that to me? You shot my heart, and now I'm here trying to take out the bullet you sinked in me; the pain it causes is unbareable, but I'm strong. I thought you were the one, the perfect one in my dreams, wow was I ever wrong. And here it goes, this is the end, thank-you for never caring, for never really loving me. Thank-you for making me see the person you really are; cold-hearted, weak. I will never be the person I once was because of you; this bullet is still ******* into my heart like a tattoo, beating, living, but still in pain.
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It's 12:23 am and my sister comes knocking on my door. At first I couldn't hear a thing The fear through her eyes was so loud, it muted the world. Logic sinked into my brain to listen And I wish I hadn't. "Mom's not waking up!" She cries. Over And over Over And over. My feet are on the floor, pushing me out of the room. I'm blinded by the lights- The sudden wake. I'm deafened by my fathers shouts, "Gabe, wake up!" Within seconds I'm beside him. Speech has been slipped from me, but he looks into my eyes. "She's not waking up." No matter how many times I'm going to hear it tonight I won't believe it. "Help me," he says. And I push him aside. He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't see this. I kneel down to the bed Her eyes closed Mouth agape. Pale. She looks dead. I was convinced she was dead. Now I'm angry. Who does she think she is? I told her to stop, "Mom, stop. This drinking problem you have needs to stop." It never did. She never listened. Now look what she has done. I slap her. Right across the face. I shout for mom, searching for it in her face. Looking for the qualities That make her the one who conceived me. I find nothing. And I slap her again. My sister is in the corner of the room With my brother, All older than me. All crying. My father is beside me trying to keep his rock but Even the most innocent plates inevitably reach an earthquake. My other brother comes running upstairs Dauntless as he thinks he is. The ambulance is on its way. She's leaving. I slap her again. Seconds later I'm pushed aside. Help is here. Then their in the room- Touching her Inserting her with unfathomable things. Then one man lifts her hand Right over her face, As if it were a feather and he lets go. But feathers are graceful and beautiful My mothers hand The one that now has lost the touch to ever gain back comfort on me again, drops like a brick. A brick full of all her lies and all her pathetic ruthlessness, falls on her face. They take her out of the room, still unconscious. That was the last time I ever saw my mother, Even though she's still alive and with me today.
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 8:38 AM UTC
Look what you've done now
It's 12:23 am and my sister comes knocking on my door. At first I couldn't hear a thing The fear through her eyes was so loud, it muted the world. Logic sinked into my brain to listen And I wish I hadn't. "Mom's not waking up!" She cries. Over And over Over And over. My feet are on the floor, pushing me out of the room. I'm blinded by the lights- The sudden wake. I'm deafened by my fathers shouts, "Gabe, wake up!" Within seconds I'm beside him. Speech has been slipped from me, but he looks into my eyes. "She's not waking up." No matter how many times I'm going to hear it tonight I won't believe it. "Help me," he says. And I push him aside. He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't see this. I kneel down to the bed Her eyes closed Mouth agape. Pale. She looks dead. I was convinced she was dead. Now I'm angry. Who does she think she is? I told her to stop, "Mom, stop. This drinking problem you have needs to stop." It never did. She never listened. Now look what she has done. I slap her. Right across the face. I shout for mom, searching for it in her face. Looking for the qualities That make her the one who conceived me. I find nothing. And I slap her again. My sister is in the corner of the room With my brother, All older than me. All crying. My father is beside me trying to keep his rock but Even the most innocent plates inevitably reach an earthquake. My other brother comes running upstairs Dauntless as he thinks he is. The ambulance is on its way. She's leaving. I slap her again. Seconds later I'm pushed aside. Help is here. Then their in the room- Touching her Inserting her with unfathomable things. Then one man lifts her hand Right over her face, As if it were a feather and he lets go. But feathers are graceful and beautiful My mothers hand The one that now has lost the touch to ever gain back comfort on me again, drops like a brick. A brick full of all her lies and all her pathetic ruthlessness, falls on her face. They take her out of the room, still unconscious. That was the last time I ever saw my mother, Even though she's still alive and with me today.
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Carve me a stone. Fetch me a bone. Give me your number when I get a phone. A stain of ink. A memory sinked. Swirl me pink. Aged wrinkles. Sparkling glitter. A special wink. Peppermint sprinkles. A glowing pair. A shiny slide. A merry ride. A chance to collide. A path that's wide. A narrow bridge. A buttercup that makes no sense. A piercing stare. Thoughtless words. A mumbled sentence. Wasted gifts. Rainbow lava. Decaf Java. A ***** mind to go with your ***** hands. A pure soul corrupted by greedy sin. A sweet girl possessed by a curse. A life that's worse. A stolen purse. A one night stand. Date **** No soul to care. No reflection to stare. Beautiful long flowing hair. Curtains for my face. That in time will erase. A broken & crumbled, moldy tombstone forgotten. No Legend. No pledging. A pathetic beggar. Who makes no wager. A stumbling fool who has no rules. Invisible memories that can not see. A dissolved past. With no memories to last. No favors. No help. You're trespassing on my destiny. You're prohibited to have my permission. You broke God's law. For the ****** you saw. Your Photography sin. A waterfall of rainbow pearls. Sparkling Jewels. Gems like colorful M&M;'s. A river of guilt. A forest of green. Music that sings. Togetherness and it brings. A mutual fling. Unfurnished life. With no utilities. No custody. Good luck.
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May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 9:32 PM UTC
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They say home Is where the heart is But for me, my heart Is lost, Is lost in darkness, In darkness of the Deep timeless ocean, Sinked deeper inside the abyss, Drowned by my Own thoughts
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Aug 10, 2021
Aug 10, 2021 at 12:36 PM UTC
Trapped in My Head
And they told me.. "Boy, you're no good." "Which one of them?" "All of them.." "And you believed them." "Yes" "So what did you do? After they told you i mean." "I shared my sorrow with this place for quite a few years." "Close your eyes for just a moment. I promise, this won't hurt you." "Alright." "Which was your favourite place? Before it all started going downhill?" "I.. I never really had one." "Hmm. That's not true. You did." "Enlighten me then." "A beach. It was really sandy, and the sun seemed to take days to go down. It felt soothing, right? I find it hard to believe you forgot all about it. Are you afraid?" "Of what?" "To admit it. How much you loved this place. Would something bad happen if you tried recalling it?" "No." "Then what's seems to be the problem?" "It would be useless" "I don't seem to understand" "Nobody believes i deserve something as beautiful." "Haha. And what do you believe." "I believe they were all right" "Is that so?" "Yes" "Let's go for a walk" ''I.. I can't!" "May i at least ask why?" ''I just can't! I'm afraid!" "Of what? If i return. If i try, i will die!" "I've seen the future. I know what happens. Remember?" He got up from his chair and opened the door. Immediately the sound of waves and seagulls flowded the quiet room. There was a fresh smell of salt all around. "How about we go for that walk?" "This won't end well." "Right.. Because they told you so. You're good for nothing.. Get on your feet. Now!" "Okay.." They both crossed the door and his feet immidiatelly got sinked into the hot sand. The sunslight was blinding. His heart was racing, his feet were trembling. "We really shouldn't be.." "Shut up. Would you kindly? Tell me. How come such a beautiful beach is empty? Theres no one around." "People are ******** "All of them?" "Well, most of them." "Hmm.. Is that so?" Suddenly some figures started appearing in the distance, walking towards them. "What, what are you doing?" "Let's put what you just said to a test. Shall we?" "No, you don't understand. I can't. I don't want them!'' "I'm sorry." He looked at the watch on his rist. "It seems it's my time to go. He smiled kindy as he headed back, towards the door to which they both came from." "And what about me! Huh? What about me?" He offered him a formal smile one last time. "I Sentence you.. -He made a small pause- to life.." And he closed the door behind him. The figures which previously appeared in the distance, where now almost next to him. Most of them smilling, others just looking curious. One of them took a few steps towards him. She was the prettiest of them all, with her dark hair and her white dress. Walking barefoot in the sand. She offered him her delicate hand. ''Hi. I'm Zoey." She smiled.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 8:43 AM UTC
Boy you're no good.
And they told me.. "Boy, you're no good." "Which one of them?" "All of them.." "And you believed them." "Yes" "So what did you do? After they told you i mean." "I shared my sorrow with this place for quite a few years." "Close your eyes for just a moment. I promise, this won't hurt you." "Alright." "Which was your favourite place? Before it all started going downhill?" "I.. I never really had one." "Hmm. That's not true. You did." "Enlighten me then." "A beach. It was really sandy, and the sun seemed to take days to go down. It felt soothing, right? I find it hard to believe you forgot all about it. Are you afraid?" "Of what?" "To admit it. How much you loved this place. Would something bad happen if you tried recalling it?" "No." "Then what's seems to be the problem?" "It would be useless" "I don't seem to understand" "Nobody believes i deserve something as beautiful." "Haha. And what do you believe." "I believe they were all right" "Is that so?" "Yes" "Let's go for a walk" ''I.. I can't!" "May i at least ask why?" ''I just can't! I'm afraid!" "Of what? If i return. If i try, i will die!" "I've seen the future. I know what happens. Remember?" He got up from his chair and opened the door. Immediately the sound of waves and seagulls flowded the quiet room. There was a fresh smell of salt all around. "How about we go for that walk?" "This won't end well." "Right.. Because they told you so. You're good for nothing.. Get on your feet. Now!" "Okay.." They both crossed the door and his feet immidiatelly got sinked into the hot sand. The sunslight was blinding. His heart was racing, his feet were trembling. "We really shouldn't be.." "Shut up. Would you kindly? Tell me. How come such a beautiful beach is empty? Theres no one around." "People are ******** "All of them?" "Well, most of them." "Hmm.. Is that so?" Suddenly some figures started appearing in the distance, walking towards them. "What, what are you doing?" "Let's put what you just said to a test. Shall we?" "No, you don't understand. I can't. I don't want them!'' "I'm sorry." He looked at the watch on his rist. "It seems it's my time to go. He smiled kindy as he headed back, towards the door to which they both came from." "And what about me! Huh? What about me?" He offered him a formal smile one last time. "I Sentence you.. -He made a small pause- to life.." And he closed the door behind him. The figures which previously appeared in the distance, where now almost next to him. Most of them smilling, others just looking curious. One of them took a few steps towards him. She was the prettiest of them all, with her dark hair and her white dress. Walking barefoot in the sand. She offered him her delicate hand. ''Hi. I'm Zoey." She smiled.
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He loves all living things he gives a fallen meteor first aid my bones rap with hollow stones on fence links and severed toes When the sky cries he has feelings to rain They get high fevers and tremors to calm themselves down Everytime I see a picture of you my heart goes numb Hear the whisper in the spring touch my skin Don’t help the snow it’s melting out the cold from the water  dripping down the sewer pipe hole When the day brings the haze, wash my soul on the gutter and sit by the window pane My heart trembles because it’s grateful to be alive but it stumbles to know what’s on your mind All that I know this rain has sinked us down so low But all I know that it’s dull as it sounds What was my damage to suit myself in any care, oh where?   Either I fear the dawn
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
can you knot
The blindness that I live inside Cuts my dreams like an acute knife. There's no escape from being lost Between the values of life-cost. Once I have tried to find the place Where I belong, define my race, The disappointment sinked in my Yet not matture, but still held high My childish head, my simple thoughts, My being, daydreams. Barking shots Have killed my hopes of joyful youth. I have been prisoned in the truth, Cruel reality of wars, Unbreakable and racist walls. Why does the World still keep its silence While orphaned children sink in violence Of the unknown enemy who came To their land, but they're the ones to blame? This enemy has broken heart; He says that he was teared apart, And now the shadows of the pain Turn to a fire-pouring rain That falls on the heads of those Who have never stepped that close To death, that they have never caused, But to resistance are now forced. My dear enemy, I have found myself With serial number on your "victims shelf"; I have found myself between the lines Of ones whose lives have been turned to lies By social media of yours, That eats your food and wears your clothes. The World is now controlled by the charming sound Of tingling money in pockets of the croud, This greedy power leads to blinding ray Of darkness that cuts my dreams every single day.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 2:25 PM UTC
The World Is Blind
You sinked your teeth deep within my skin You left me here dying, lying down bleeding Our memories reminds me of my sins Buried with regrets locked up in a coffin You woke me up with a cold touch from your lips The warmness is long gone, love grown cold and stiff What have we become? a monster of our own? Chasing ghosts devouring bliss as lies goes on Between us is a broken mirror with so many reflections Where none of it are real, a keleidoscope of lies and deceptions Proving our feelings as plastic fake, a masquerade With betrayal as our companion marching our parade Our last waltz as we dance in this treacherous symphony The melody goes on till' then end, and for eternity
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
Love's Addiction For Deceit
An uncanny glare from a distance Where the crowd fell in eerie silence, Like the predator doing the huntsman’s dance Unfrightened of the inhuman penance. Slowly, she sinked in with angst Hoping the wolves won’t jump her fence, Frantic, panicked she stole a glance Only to lose him, amongst the audience. Searched for him in his wicked stance To guard herself, from his evil offence, Felt alone even in the middle of thousands Like she was trapped behind the stage curtains.
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
The Predator's Glance
Dripping tears painted the canvas of our sweet goodbye Lolling in the meadow sleep with the sirens songs of lullaby Timeless gap and distant draw a smile to a face of an ending Empty promises fulfilled the yearnings of a new beginning A heart coated with a deadliest among the seven deadly sins To hide the weakness and a weary affection that shred blood in veins Drowned in the ocean of haughtiness and let myself sinked down Waving my arms and swim away no lend hand has been found Heads up at the vastness of a night sky To wish upon a falling star no harm if I try A silent screams in the midst of my lonesome night Suffered in sleepless nights with no good but it feels so right Our book of love criticized with its imperfection Fond adieu sealed the story of our found affection An urging reconciliation coax inside and it ***** A fear of opening once more a Pandora’s Box
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
Epitome of Adieu
not a reason more to die I've always hated my good-byes never really ever learned to cry now i am but all so bled out [and I don't know what to do...] they told me if I had wings I'd fly but that's not true.. that's not true I sit in the dirt and watch the sky I watch the sky as it passes me by [and I don't know if it's still blue...] my head is on my feet and it's weird the way I'm searching for it everywhere I have the key but the door is not there I left it a wrong time ago right here [and I don't know if I ever knew...] I swear I knew more than this just moments ago, something ate into my brain as I watched the pendulum go to and fro.. hypnotised by my own breath and what not, that came in between, how i claim to own things but can't remember a word from my dreams.. [and I don't know if it's still true...] they told me it takes only a moment to die and if I can perish on my self I'd learn how to fly if I can paint a black-hole there'll be no more reason to ask a why, every colour is there for our amusement and window's don't lie [and I don't know if there's a view..] I've lingered like the shadows on a wall waiting to pry, like that vile poison for the enemy that's too sly.. like that little boy back in the trunk that's too shy, I remember now how it took only a moment to die.. [and I don't know if that's new...] back to the same story, on the same page waiting to be inked, things mightier than titanic have come and gone.. been sinked, skinned by sin.. and I'm still here, doing nothing and wasting my time all over again, it takes only a moment to die and you're back at it again.. [and I don't know what to do...] [and I don't know what to do...] [and I don't know what to do...] Do you ?
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 4:43 PM UTC
Only a moment to die [ wasting autumn ]
not a reason more to die I've always hated my good-byes never really ever learned to cry now i am but all so bled out [and I don't know what to do...] they told me if I had wings I'd fly but that's not true.. that's not true I sit in the dirt and watch the sky I watch the sky as it passes me by [and I don't know if it's still blue...] my head is on my feet and it's weird the way I'm searching for it everywhere I have the key but the door is not there I left it a wrong time ago right here [and I don't know if I ever knew...] I swear I knew more than this just moments ago, something ate into my brain as I watched the pendulum go to and fro.. hypnotised by my own breath and what not, that came in between, how i claim to own things but can't remember a word from my dreams.. [and I don't know if it's still true...] they told me it takes only a moment to die and if I can perish on my self I'd learn how to fly if I can paint a black-hole there'll be no more reason to ask a why, every colour is there for our amusement and window's don't lie [and I don't know if there's a view..] I've lingered like the shadows on a wall waiting to pry, like that vile poison for the enemy that's too sly.. like that little boy back in the trunk that's too shy, I remember now how it took only a moment to die.. [and I don't know if that's new...] back to the same story, on the same page waiting to be inked, things mightier than titanic have come and gone.. been sinked, skinned by sin.. and I'm still here, doing nothing and wasting my time all over again, it takes only a moment to die and you're back at it again.. [and I don't know what to do...] [and I don't know what to do...] [and I don't know what to do...] Do you ?
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As your fangs sinked into my neck. Blood starts to drip. My red blood. My oh so sweet blood.. That you crave from the start. Once done, You leave me be, Laying lifeless on the ground. One step.. Two steps.. Three steps.. Then you're back for me. "Sorry, My love. I am so sorry." Begging for forgiveness, I just nodded. You cried and cried. I fought back, trying to not close my eyes. I... I can't hold anymore. Bidding one last goodbye, you got scared. You asked for forgiveness again, But for a different reason. Your fangs, sinked into my neck again. This time, not ******* my blood.. You bit your arm, and blood start to drip Your oh so sweet red blood. You got my mouth open, then I tasted something. Something.. That tasted like metal. But.. So sweet. That was the last thing I remember before being.. I m m o r t a l
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 6:24 AM UTC
Immortal
Under the red and black coats from the open sacks, Screening at our memories together, You linking my arm and I doing the same, Was it wrong? Dark chocolate deepen into the dreamy drowsy, I sinked into. I'm lost. Confused. I cannot forget those peachy lips that appears so mouth watering to resist Is it wrong? Is it wrong that I feel miracle when I sense your presents Is it weird I miss your touch Of encouragement when I had doubt A sea of black silk that flows through the wind Brushes onto your magic of a personality as You shine like the brightest diamond       which the richest women wouldn't hesitate of grabbing hold of The beauty of wanting to be with you every single day. Thinking of you... What's wrong with wanting you I just want you to be mine All mine.
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 1:05 AM UTC
3. Is it wrong? (Life of wearing a mask)
Away from the beach Couldn't stand the stickiness of the sand Beneath the waves Lost between the tides When the ocean waves rise A step out to sea Hoping to walk upon the water Trying to break the borders of this world But instead of gliding You sinked Like you had concrete on your feet And as you looked down It was your hands pulling you Helping you drown As the water filled your lungs You finally felt full The weight of emptiness Heavier then you predicted Frustrated cause you wasn't blessed with the gift of being optimistic So you just sit there Floating Sinking deeper in the ocean Not waiting on a savior That would mean you've been hoping Cursed with this feeling that you have to do everything alone And the lack of cure for this curse Has made this curse strong It Imbedded itself in your bones Suspended in animation Carried by the ocean
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Dec 23, 2015
Dec 23, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
Ocean
When the world calls you crazy When your feet is walking to amazing When your heart stops just breath When your hands are in heat And you write more then you what you think When your pen cant seem to sleep When the pages embrace your thumb And your life becomes good things... Whatever floats your boat, No I sinked a lot of times and notice I was meant to breath in the deep. This time I will float up and see greatness one of theses days
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 5:42 AM UTC
Floating on to greatness
You had the audacity to wear my jersey number. And you could not even defend your home court! They were calling you another boy wonder. But son this is called a grown man’s sport If you want to be the greatness of all time. You have to have a winning mentality and killer instinct. There is a reason why that number is mine. I embodied winner with every jump shot I sinked. So if you want to be like me you better get another ring. Monogamy does not work in this basketball game. Lay your soul, your effort, your life and everything. And then you will get yourself national fame. But if you lose again, you will be known as a choke artist. Who could not win when it most counted. Because getting to the championship is easy, winning is hardest. 6 times I went to the championship and 6 trophies I mounted. You have lost more finals than you have won I would call that a failing grade You are more of a nephew to me than a son Based on the way that you played
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC
Defend your home court