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Why is it, that I no longer see...
Those around,
and those sitting about...
No longer do I wish to be,
with people
who genuinely care...
And no more do I want,
the hurt...
a hurt caused by the faults of my own...
For making mistakes is what I do best,
and repeating them
a specialisation I hold as well...
So tell me why is it that,
I so hope to be accepted,
by you and you alone...
Tell me how you've come to mean
so much
that now, I no longer need
to see,
or wish,
or want to be
with anyone
other than you...
Maybe it's just me and my friend insanity,
for no one can really want
to associate with the likes of me...
A broken person, is what I am,
my soul's lost,
and my heart has always been black...
Maybe a beast in stature, I may not be,
but a beast by nature, I truly am...
So as an apology
is why I write this to you...
letting you go
is too much of an impossibility for me,
so please forgive me, my sweet honey bun...
But you will remain mines,
For all the times to come...
_______~ Souls_lost
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Ninth cloud and under...
PoetryA poem to do with stormy nights, wonderful sunlit sidewalks and so much more... * The title was an inside joke between the person for whom I once dedicated this short compilation to and myself.