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Beginning, Middle, End

Chapter 199
When I held the mirror up to my face
I saw beauty.
Not the kind that could start wars,
But the kind that could end them.
"I'm beautiful," I repeat until the words don't sound foreign to me.
A step outside, and it shatters
One stare is all it takes, you see.

Chapter 350
You killed yourself today
Put a bullet through your head to ease the guilt that was eating you alive
And sooner or later would have crushed you anyway
I guess it's easier to live with an ugly face than a grotesque mind.

Chapter 120
Today you told me that you loved me
And I cried, not because I couldn't return your feelings
But because you hit me when I denied.
Repeatedly, only stopping to curse and call me names
I don't even remember signing the relationship contract.

Chapter 64
I still remember the look on your face when I called you my best friend.
Like a child who has unlocked a hidden level
What you failed to acknowledge, however, was that this isn't a game. 
There are no levels to unlock or points to gain, I am a human, not some kind of achievement.
 
Chapter 119
You're still my friend.

Chapter 121
You're dead to me.

Chapter 150
Your overflowing love became impossible for you to contain
So you decided to throw it all over me
Your burning love making it's way all the way from my skin to my bones
Eating at my flesh like crumbs
Tell me, 
Was my rejection that corrosive?

Chapter 162
Today, a little girl called me a Monster
So I told her that monsters don't exist,
Only humans with ego more fragile than a cracked glass
Wolves wrapped up in sheep skin.
But you, you are a human. To tell otherwise would excuse you from the burden of your crime.
Take responsibility, do not deny.

Chapter 202
I can finally look at myself in the mirror without cringing.
Beneath the saggy and acid-torn skin, I'm still the person I raised myself to be.
When a seed is buried, it does not die
It sprouts into a beautiful tree
You see, the acid may have burned off my leaves
But my roots are still intact, even stronger than they used to be.

Chapter 580
My saggy skin is now wrinkled, my hair is grey
I'm a well stacked shelf of knowledge and memories
And you, bare bones six-feet-under hell
But I'll still tell you this, eye to eye
That day, you ruined only my face
Not my life.

Chapter 1
It started at a bus stop
With a hello and a gentle smile
The boy with a friendly grin - innocent yet so wild
A thought twitched deep inside of me, or maybe a feeling
Telling me, this is not the end
Just the beginning.

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Single Rose For Juniper May

"Call me June."
Her voice is like fragile glass
Hand outstretched, fiery smile
Ivory skin smoother than a waveless sea
Her infinite charm is all I could see. 

"June May,"
I laughed, she shifted
Close to me, skin to skin
Her ebony hair sprawled on silk bed
Always had that faint lavender smell. 

"Yellow Roses."
Her favourite, she said
I could give her a dozen, bid my farewell
But I knew I couldn't, shouldn't 
And she knew it as well.

"It's okay,"
I whispered as she cried
Mascara tainted her porcelain face
Clock struck six, time for me to go
She sighed, her husband would soon be home. 

"My daughter's five,"
She replied, though I hadn't asked
Her eyes, rocky hue of experience and emotions
Have seen twenty-nine summers pass by
While I have seen only twenty-five.

"I'm fine,"
Her voice cracked, just like fragile glass 
Bloodshot eyes, trembling hands told otherwise
Soaked in guilt, drowning in lies
Slipping away, she tries to stay alive.

"I'm here, June."
Dressed in all black, she in white
I give her a rose, Red, Yellow was not a choice
Strange. I saw, only a single rose, mine alone, lay
Weeping quietly, on the lonely grave of Juniper May.

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Obsesion

I'd love to give you a hug right now
Damn you look so beautiful
In the light of the moon
And necklace of stars above
I wish we could merge into one

Scoop you up in my arms,
Watch you drift off, till I'm drenched in your smell
As I have done a thousand times before
But this time, you would know as well

The deserted streets sneer and howl at you
Darkness lurking, you run like you always do
But darling, don't worry, you're not alone 
Because I will always follow you home 

Give me a chance, let me in
I know you have feelings deep within
You don't know me. Not yet. 
But one day you will, and that is certain, I swear

Until then, I'll be in the usual place
Staring at you through the misted frame

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Hime

Once upon a time
There lived a princess
Gazing through the window
Of the gloomy, sombre castle
Knights came to rescue
No, not her but
Her beauty and her wealth
And everytime they lost
To the fire-breathing creature
She would rejoice with joy
You see he wasn't a beast
But her protector
Who lived only to see 
The love in his princess' eyes.

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Moonlight

Prudence of Moon 
Pulls me in, the Curtain of Stars
Blinds me as it hovers above
The silence engulfs me, Calm and Serene
I gaze into the magical Pond
Hiding the Earth beneath
Its vast and Ethereal Blanket
Adorned with Heaven and Celestial bodies 
The mesmerizing Scenery
Enthrals and Rejuvenates me
And in the tranquil Luminosity of Moon
I take my refuge.

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Oneirology

Have you ever wondered
What it’s like to be
A dreamer?
The heart-shaped candies
Doused in rainbow and ecstasy
They take me on a special journey
And I wake up, gasping
In the lush green fields
of Opium and Poppy.
Where I met Oneiro
His gentle smile and marble eyes
that shone beneath the golden rays
Filled me with warmth and glow
And love wasn’t just a silhouette
Not anymore
I sought refuge in his smile
and played hide and seek in the fields
I crossed the same bridge
And no one walked with me
Oneiro clouded my soul and mind
As everything faded into a haze
I stared at the last candy
‘Dream’ etched on it in golden lace
I took a breath and let it consume me
And when I woke up 
I was finally free
He was gone, and so was the golden drape
That clung to me before
Now adorned itself pitch black
I heard a voice, confused and dazed
Her golden dress illuminating the lush fields
Which once belonged to Oneiro and me
She asked my name, I couldn’t help but smile
Before I realized what was happening
“Oneiro,” was what I calmly replied.

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Unrequited

Love.
So bittersweet
So vulnerable
clouded over me
and poured down heavily
embracing my being
and refreshing my soul
until I saw you
untouched
and dry.
But the rain didn’t stop
the embrace turned icy cold
pricking on my skin like needles.
I gasped for air
But you couldn’t see
After all, the Rain
fell only upon me.