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The Status has changed
my life's re-arranged
Only your actions can cut like daggers
its all too much and my soul staggers
feb. 22? you couldn't even wait
how did I become all that you hate?
I've been deleted in every way
yet in my heart is where you stay
constantly tormenting, ripping apart
leaving a taste that is far too tart
I wish I never met you, never felt this pain
maybe then I could be closer, closer to sane
And so my soul rips in pieces
and the broken heart is lent on leases
I wish I had neither, and could remain cold
but the pain has grown quickly and ugly like mold
If I could just forget it all
maybe I could climb this wall
the wall that keeps me in
haunted by my sin
No Distance, No Time
No Poison with lime
Forever it seems I search for a cure
something to heal me, and make my soul pure
Should I search for Hope
Or a sturdy rope?
Either you understand or not
but this was not my master plot
not the way it should have been
but oh well, fuck it, FIN.
my life's re-arranged
Only your actions can cut like daggers
its all too much and my soul staggers
feb. 22? you couldn't even wait
how did I become all that you hate?
I've been deleted in every way
yet in my heart is where you stay
constantly tormenting, ripping apart
leaving a taste that is far too tart
I wish I never met you, never felt this pain
maybe then I could be closer, closer to sane
And so my soul rips in pieces
and the broken heart is lent on leases
I wish I had neither, and could remain cold
but the pain has grown quickly and ugly like mold
If I could just forget it all
maybe I could climb this wall
the wall that keeps me in
haunted by my sin
No Distance, No Time
No Poison with lime
Forever it seems I search for a cure
something to heal me, and make my soul pure
Should I search for Hope
Or a sturdy rope?
Either you understand or not
but this was not my master plot
not the way it should have been
but oh well, fuck it, FIN.
If when its been a while and I feel that nothing can hurt me anymore. She finds a way to cut right to my soul, leaving me cold on the warmest of summer nights.
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Awesome poetry. I see way too much now that doesn't even try to rhyme. This is a refreshing reprieve, and a masterful work on its own right, but even better because it comes from your heart. I feel ya, bro