Disclaimer: This Poem does NOT represent what i feel or what i think, this poem is really heavy and if you don't feel ready, i don't really advise you to read it... You have been warned
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Choking on captivating caramel
Everything feels wrong
Why must everything be unbearable
Because we need the end of the songs
This time im ripping the petals
Asking and spending time
Using these petals for letters
For this beautiful crime
Im not the choice anymore
Then im not willing to let you choose
My mind plans to start a war
Perhaps this will leave a bruise
Two times in history
Feeling the Sin
Trying to die felt like a mystery
Don't worry about your beautiful skin
I Smile looking pure
That's what everyone expects
My mind is too obscure
there will be no more guests
Their skins would look beautiful in red
Both of you need to draw in pain
Bled, Shred, Spread, dead
Didnt even Strain
Now i look at you
i want you to see my masterpiece
in a matter of time you will ensue
You will love these sweets
Won't you eat it?
Well then i just know you need a bit of help
Open your mouth and submit
Now then bid your farewells
This Gift was my present
we will be together forever
Now everything is pleasent
Nothing matters... EVER
Now Gift, take me away
The bells are going to sound
Our unfateful love was the prey
And now my name will be renowned
Now your dead
As i will be in a matter of seconds
I Close my eyes unfed
Those were my confessions
A Love story
From another life
From another memory
From Another Person
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In My personal opinion, this poem is really sick and creepy
But I can see some beauty in it, but believe it or not
This poem i can call it a masterpiece (Pun intended)
Because it can transmit every emotion no matter how ugly or sick
But I can't relate to it
- Lu
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