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grievance

You were something different 
From the small stuff like finding images in the lines of texts 
To the big stuff like needing constant care which I was happy to give 

I wonder, what if you read into me as much as you did those lines? 
Would you care for me as much as I did for you? 
Constant reminders I was the best you had ever had 
I see why it's past tense now 

The rain reminds me of you 
From being able to observe it while staying dry is beautiful 
Being in it is only going to get you wet 
I found you weathered, dripping; I was the umbrella you needed 
Little did I know the strength of the weather would leave me with tears of my own 
The rain fell through the gaps and still soaked you 

The sleeve of my shirt, a dampened concoction of blood and tears 
I imagined how it must have felt for you to bring such a cold blade so close to your skin 
Maybe I'm not meant to love, just heal 
I miss being there to tell you everything will be okay 
Who's going to be there to comfort you when your cats are no longer? 
The subtle reminder every day that it's not going to be me, the storm reconquers 

At least I know you don't need to depend on me as much as you once did 
Maybe you can become confident enough to where shorts, reveal what you once hid

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ambages

People say, when there's a will, there's a way
But this way will only lead me astray
Without you everything annoys me again
The faint sound of people I hear when my music stops
I don't want them to exist, you changed a pessimist

Your ideologies are your utensils
My existence was your stencil
I feel you reach in me, rearranging
Organizing, correcting, taking
I don't like it but if its what you want
I'll live with it in the hope that one day it will be exchanging

I'm not perfect, but I could be for you
I'm not a poet, but you're still my muse
My ink filled pages, our relationship's ambages
You sliced into me and I'm hiding the cut
It's all for you and you're so unaware
As long as you're fine you don't even care

Destroy me from inside out
Watching with blurry eyes
You were my Fomalhaut
You blurred the line of lies

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ashes

We should kiss or else I will light the whole world on fire
You said with a heart not only I could admire
Why should I limit myself to two options
When I could have both and rid this world of unholy concoctions
Why don’t we kill two birds with one stone
Use the fire to create a path to your throne 
Look down upon the ashes of competition
The hierarchy you made, victim to abolition

what do you see in my eyes?
Do you see right through them, a heard of disdain
Or do I cover them well, reflection masking the pain
The day is better ending with you
You shown up late to our rendezvous

Should’ve known better to show up late
February 14th would be our final date
There was no masquerade to our choreography
you’ll be the first I reference in my bibliography 

Dance around the fire exchanging visceral looks
Let my fingers trace your body and rediscover some nooks
You breached the walls of comfort,
almost an emboli
Never imagined I’d get this lowly

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interlude

Usefulness is only deemed by someone who needs it 
You made me feel useful 
For once in my life, I meant something to someone 
Whether that was using me or not, I don’t care 

You seem happy with him; I wish I were him 
Right person wrong time, didn’t know love was our antonym 
Tell me what you despise, or don't, it might lead me to my demise 
How could you hate me, do nothing but berate me 

 Falling doesn't seem so bad when you have someone falling with you too 
Finding solitude in similarity, a common ground of misfortune 
There are no other words I can think to say 
I love you 
I miss you 
I hate what you did to me 
I don't understand why you did 
I’ll never get an answer for any of those questions 
The next best thing I can do is assume your intentions 

I’d make up a fourth law of motion 
To give you the whole ocean 
Because blue is your favourite colour 
I’d grab you a handful of the constellation 
Even if you saw it as a measly donation 
You deserve the world, as I’ve said before 
That world doesn't need to include me, an afterthought will do

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coastline

Remember that day, we just wanted to get away 
You took me to the beach; it was my first time being there 
Everyone is so surprised with how little I’ve done in my life 
Little did I know you’d be my reaper, gripping onto your scythe 

Do things remind you of me like they remind me of you? 
Does the bracelet around your wrist ever rattle my name? 
The coastline reminds me of you, the small divide between the sea and land 
It's the most beautiful, to think otherwise is imputable 

Footprints in time, tales of a bygone eras embrace 
I do wonder, would you come dig up our memories from our special  place? 
I’ll hold the shovel, I'll pull them from the sand 
I look back but my eyes don't lock with yours 
I flip over scurrying to stop the sound of my alarm 
The only image my phone displays is the reflection of my loneliness 

Unlocking to the lacking amount of contact 
I’m the one you had to subtract 
The songs you used to dance to fill me with sorrow 
I miss the part you were out of breath and laid down in my lap 

Your hair was always so soft and beautiful 
You were beautiful 
Your friends told us we were beautiful 
But now we is me, and you are you 
Talk to me sometime, I'll make time for two

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copenhagen

Smiling behind your receipt
Tangible evidence of your deceit
The date and time don’t match up with mine
You told me it’s fine I don’t have to whine

My family think I’m pushing through it
But I’m just not man enough to do it
How come I put the shotgun in my mouth
But end up shooting myself in the foot

I’m just gonna end it in Copenhagen
Just the one place I can’t find myself hatin’
I don’t really feel it anymore
Pray to god you’re fine but not as fine as you were before

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perish

My veins are the schematics
My conscience the pragmatics
A nuclear weapon that’s omnifarious
Self destruct the one that’s multifarious
Many parts no two the same
Doesn’t mean I’m not painfully plain
Nothing about me is distinctive
Identical and parallel, anatomy’s instinctive

So why am I so self-destructive?
You don’t need to be quite deductive
Deduce the reason and the people pleasing
My consciousness requires easing 

Rhymes makes the feelings and words coalesce
Does it really makes you digress?
Words made up of morphemes 
Feelings made up of morphines

Nothing without you has meaning
It isn’t held it’s given without demeaning
My schematics look better inkless
Don’t want my veins to circulate just ingress

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triptych

Hydraulic system, heart made of pistons
Every co-ordinated mechanical manoeuvre
My heart served to you on a platter, your hors d'oeuvre
I look into your eyes, a deplorable disguise
Retinas of glass, I see right through your lies

Figments of my imagination
Don't come and cause me more vexation
Circling my mind
Tormenting, suffering, sempiternal gyration
My nerve endings started with you
Now unaware to whom
Now that you're gone
I can finally take off this costume

Now isn't the time for salvation
I re-evaluate our amalgamation
Not even an antisocial personality disorder
Could sum up a source of order
Wander your favourite forest
Walk past me and get hit with my poignant odour
Uncover my carcass, I don't need a hearse
Just dump me in the Oder

Dismember me piece by piece
Put me back together however you'd like
The puzzle wont be beautiful
Something incomparable to Vandyke

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marionette

Why did it have to be you, it could have been anyone else 
But if it was anyone else, I wouldn't be writing this 
You took something from within me, you still have it clasped in your 
hands 
Are you going to keep it, or are you going to throw, discard, torment 
You pull at the strings that controlled me, my love for you was histrionic 

I’ll let you be my marionette 
Even if it ends with me being like Antoinette 
You can be my ventriloquist 
Even if the words you put in my mouth are illegitimate 
Will you tell them how hard I tried? 
Or will you make them feed into your lies? 

I tried to write your name in the rain 
I didn’t cry at first, but now that I'm dead its only pain 
I can't go a day without you crossing my mind, you didn’t stop at the 
lights 

The way you mould your words, picture me like Falstaff 
Hopefully you will take me seriously when I mention you in my epitaph 
Your eyes take in the information engraved on my pathetic stone 
Yet in my eyes, you're still that beautiful girl I’d give my throne 

There are hundreds of millions of graves 
There are ones made of sticks, there’s ones made of marble 
I no longer can curate words for you to garble 
I no longer can allow the emotions riptide over my eyes 
You were an awful girl, but still not one for me to despise

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beverage

Twist off the cap
Lay it in your lap
I'm your favourite beverage
Take a sip of your leverage
I give catering a double meaning
Leave the flavours of my heart overweening

Soft or alcoholic
Was your love for me hyperbolic
Do I leave you dreary in the streets
Every step your awareness depletes
Or do you look forward to tasting me again
No longer a recipient of your disdain