In My Memories

It's haunting
It's taunting

My love-
Is destructive

Your beauty-
Is tragedy
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The heart and hand - [link]
the pm bg- [link]
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This poem was revised for my project, titled "The Prodigy's Suicide"
In volume one: A Tragedy In The Making

Hook Up
Hook Up

It takes the-two-of-us
To give-into-our-lust
And to break-our-trust
It's not destiny-or-love
This is just-a-free-fuck
Come on and let-the-ring-slide-off
Our hips will thrust-from-dawn-til-dusk
This is just a one-night-hook-up
(2x)
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Advertisement for the human body
There's no shame...in this day and age

We're beyond discrete with irreversible secrecy
Hell...we don't even know each others names

We just say blank words, without lies or truths
Sensing a hint of...loneliness

And our lips finally form a truce
A one night stand is...sometimes harmless

Eharmony / Tinder / Mingle / Badoo
Grindr / Growlr / Scruff / Squirt
HowAboutWe / Sko No More Therapy
No More Therapy

Nothing works anymore
I knew it all along; the end is near
I've said it once and I've said it before
I was never meant to exist; I was not meant to be here

Hated by all / See me fall
Loved by none / Heart is numb
Rejected by life / Fallen from strife
From this- I've become / After this- I'm done

Through this blame
Is the choice
Of my decision

Hear the pain
In my voice
I am suffering
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I no longer could drown out the sounds
Swallowed from within
I was surrounded by an internal doubt
Regretting everything

Remember the days
Relive the nights
Of my shame
In my mind

Growing up in society
I got lost
Being raised with hypocrisy Alcohol Fueled Words
Alcohol Fueled Words

Blame can go a long ways
When the problems stay intact
Guilt always refuses to fade
After another hurtful attack

Regret has an unquenchable thirst
While voices are thrown every direction
Rage is tightly bottled up until the next outburst
Though the tears dry, the reasons for them won't be easily forgiven

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You bring out those secret, false words I don't even mean
You push me over the edge, and get rid of my sense of controllability
You expose hidden feelings that are supposed to be locked deep within me

You pull me into a downward spiral, to release my brutality
You choose innocent targets to go for, but y

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