If you say he's as bad as you, then he must be terrifying. He must be capable of being a man.
He can slash through flesh without an ounce of regret.
He can make me cry with just a quick glance.
He can use his words as he pleases. Only what makes him happy is knives.
He can stop a beating heart just to watch it die and start again.
He can feel the strain weighing down on me. He chooses to put more weight on top of me.
He can crush my lungs by sucking the air out of the atmosphere.
He can, as did you.
You did it all, just to do it twice.
I learned a lesson. Now I'll do it thrice or maybe just four times in case he wants to do it all over again.
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When you attract the wrong people and keep reliving the same pain. The importance of leaving the past behind and moving forward to find people who would do the same(move on).
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Life Beneath The Words At Play
PuisiMy poetry is only to fill blank pages. You decide how to color it in. That meaning, you can interpret the poems the way you want. I only put the words together, and you decide the rest :) Yet another poem dump for my unorganized mess that is my poe...
