[Old and Unreadable] Max's Thought-Provoking Poetry

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Why do I marvel over these people
When they will only cause me pain
When they will only go away
When they will leave me insane

I want them, it pains me to say
My attachment is like a serrated blade
As I plunge heart deeper and deeper
The more agony I will feel if I aren't a "keeper"

Beauty falls under a speckled sunset
Nightlights glow in bright of the day
And in when it fades off once more
I realise again, I have been played

In spiteful anger I cast my mind aside
But cannot deny why it bleeds
It needs these people, for I am blind
Blind to my uncompensatable needs

I want what leads to heartache
I want to stand at the door again
I can open the abyss nice and wide
I have been attatched, shredded, and bled.