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Eyes of Hatredthings went unsaid in that room. the memory is still a blur I don’t want or wish to recreate that moment the moment you switched offEyes of Hatred
I remember laying down with you on your bedroom floor
where you whimpered every issue that floated into your paranoid mind. I held you close and whispered what you wanted to hear
not the right moral of what I felt but whatever made you in awe of my presence
I did it to make you love me more
your drowning n your puddles of tears I reach for your hand but only for it be smacked back. thi
the doveSweet WordsSweet words filled with nothingSweet Words
Broken heart full of despair
Rose petals in shreds
Wine glass shattered on the floor
Bitterness strikes its chord
What was done can never be undone
Darkness reigns supreme
StrawberryBehold my dear Strawberry, Sweet and sour, her taste. I yearn for the day her nectars may I devour in a haste. Longing for the sight of her flower, such beauty such grace. But time is no friend, filthy the hour, filthy her bows and her lace. Woe to my strawberry, your nectars have turned pure sour, your flower, to waste. Such memories remembered, but at present, decomposed is her face. So vile, such disgust, is the compost once her grace. Now spend I my time, that she my passion, be erased.Strawberry
because i love you, damn iti would pound sharp fists into your chest, tear at your hair,because i love you, damn it
curse your curving smile,
claw at the imp-song
in your eyes,
trample each syllable of your name thoroughly into the dust
(but i am held back by the memory of your warm restraint)
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