Most of us scorn what they forget. I scorn what I remember.
I won't find it an issue if you loved after me
But I'd find it a universal massacre if you only felt like letting go
If you're fooling another heart
Oh, you beautiful man
You cold, cold man
How dare you leave me in the blurriness of being alive?
How dare you make me watch you with her behind teary windows?
Loving like the world will end morrow
Where no more me shall be
And no more you, too
Were you a fool to not notice my love?
Had my pride decieved you into believing otherwise?
Haven't you noticed my weakness beneath that rigorous mask?
Had my rejection deluded you?
Damn the foolishness that irrigated my mercy on you.
I so long waited for you
But I shall never wait anymore
In the empty stations you left me in
With the empty bags you left me with
On the empty chairs I thought you'd occupy
I'll leave, and take the beauty of our beginning
But I will grant you the ugliness of all the ends
For there will not be anymore endings after me.
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Limitless Lady
PoetryI'm tired, but I don't know how to be otherwise. I know no moderation. I'm a hurricane, and I know I'm raging. I'm a child, and I'm against ageing. I'm brutal and tender, and all the vast spaces in between. So erase the limits, my fr...
