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hello,

i am chris

the disharmonious soul,

i'm the bearer of burden

and it hangs upon my wall,

like a mockery.

sensitivity,

from one extreme to the other

exists to continue,

as i will depend to,

further carry on.

the god that tricked me, with free will

played upon a lesson,

to the real passions in my heart

as sides were chosen,

i now regret

my brazen harsh remarks,

towards my counterpart of self

i should've known.

where there is no forgiveness

there will be always

guilt.

the thoughts i should have said pressed firmly

on my lips,

the ones that never shared

her kiss,

in the envy of beauty

i can only sit here,

with a pocket full of chances

that were missed,

in the confidence, of what if,

i'd like to think

i could know you better

without a motive,

just free-