Unserious poetry by an unhinged poet
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Two years The evidence of his sins inscribed on my flesh His eyes look over my shoulder Forbidding peaceful rest Two years Panic fuels an endless race in my heart The pressure of his secrets collapses my lungs I had to go to hell to find the button Press restart
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The best thing a black hole can do for the universe is die. You need a connection in order to survive. Do you really think the mere fact that you’re alive is more important than those you love getting to thrive?
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The rot is subcutaneous, it leeches out from inside. My bones were decomposing before any of them arrived. So it's difficult to blame. Was I born this way, or was I maimed? It's not like knowing that would change anything redirect what life could bring, but
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The very best of men Trying to make amends Brilliant supernova feeding a black hole Feeling your lungs collapse Barely allowed to relax You held on long enough to teach me the meaning of love I’ve been praying up above not knowing who I’m thinking of I hope
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I’m pushing away those who pretend to care for me deeply. Who turn blind eyes to rotten fruit so that they don’t feel ill at ease. I’m pushing away those who stay silent when I speak vulnerably. They never owed me consideration, but without it I would
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What is one human being worth to another? Knife in the back from the one you called brother Actions outside of ourselves cause an ache You lie alone in bed and call it all your mistake My bad I walked right past red flags I gave you a chance and
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I oft feel like I’m running out Wading in stagnant waters of doubt I wonder how I’ve survived without The things I can only dream about There is a time to mourn the past But bad things never seem to last It was my mind that held so
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guarantee we’ll survive every flow and ebb of tides we don’t control but thrive in spite of silly choices silly people silly fingers through the peephole empty words could never cut we’ve been through worse it’s not for us and so we remain simple unbothered opened
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I want to believe someone who writes such beautiful poetry could never hurt me, or desert me. Can I be worthy of such sweetness without suffering? I’ve never really been seen, People rarely get what I mean, But you dissect so effortlessly, A power that enraptures me. I notice
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Threaten one more time and I will spill every secret You’re naive to think I’d continue to keep it My lips are as loose as these tiny little screws Consequences of your actions long overdue “Keep your mouth shut or tighten the noose” I’d rather set fire
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I caught the words. My throat swells up. Jagged rockwall of things untouched. Rockfall holds the potential to crush. Isn’t a slow burn easier to adjust? I admit I’m giving up on us. Too scared to give you a chance so I rush. An hour or two, I
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You made me your prey But if we met by chance today It is you who would run away I am the beast your monster made