poem.

A simple end to a complicated story.

Oh love where are you hiding?

I need you so much right now..

The world is cold and cruel

i seek the warm edge of your knife against my heart 

A diabolical pain id rather suffer

than a thousand degrees of separation

The darkness calls

Cloaked in light drawing me in

like a moth to its flaming end

A trival matter forcing a grave persuit 

Is that all? 

The end never is much.

It is simply the end.

I close my heart

The beats die

Alone in consciousness i reside

It seems so dire 

I sit 

Waiting

for the rest of me

to expire...

 

 

 

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Fuck you* I'm still here.

Liked it didn't you?

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Had it all wrapped up in your bag

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went off on your merry little way.

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got lost and now you've found your way 

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standing up straight on your own two feet

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found a drum to pound to your own beat 

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you're so much happier now

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well good for you!

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I wipe the sarcasm dripping off my chin

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It seems you've forgotten

a little something? 

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