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Reality's cold intrusion
upon a benign delusion
leaves you struggling to cope
with the absence of hope
and the onset of untold confusion.
upon a benign delusion
leaves you struggling to cope
with the absence of hope
and the onset of untold confusion.
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nothing more
He likes girls who slowly break him
give him bruises
internal scars and memories
tear marked pillows
She likes guys who are a challenge
give her goosebumps
something to think about before sleep
anxious sigh
He likes girls who laugh at his expense
have quirky smiles
cute giggles and sparkly eyes
a good audience
She likes guys who keep their distance
have time alone
stay away, no thing as authentic comfort
'danger, keep away'
He likes girls who teach him about love
it doesn't exist
authentic love is just an idea
and nothing more
She likes guys who don't say the 'l' word
she has said
"your love is fickle."
and nothing mor
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Relive
and you and i relive our joy every night without much thought about why we do it we share the details of our secret loves with one another rekindling the fire that sparked it all the glimmers the sparkle the glamour of that first interest leaves you and i hungry and i believe you and i are growing closer by these addictions and vices we feed at 3:15 am this dream exchange is going to crash one day because the money we stake on this dream talk is quite a big gamble and we, the poor and sensitive, are running out of free passes yes one day either we will consume our dreams or they will consume us.
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TACENDA
they thought you were magnificent.
the girls that pirouette with you because they thought your sibilated hymns of venus and saturated stars were charming. they don't see the whisper of desolate tears and punctured hearts and an eccedentesiastic boy as they glide with you across the floor. you think it doesn't matter.
you think it will heal.
and i pitied you, boy. because the hope of yours will be your downfall.
your destiny was decided the moment you chose the effervescent, sanguine laudanum over the fractures of your violin strings and the cuticles that now protect the emulsion of ophelia, your mother, and the emanated paint that reminds
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