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You will never know

 Is it hard, my love? Is it fair, my love? You could never see What I felt In the long steps and beyond Where the snakes tie up the legs Boundaries that prefer to shrink Closure is what I sought and got Murky and lot murkier Maybe you weren't that meant to be Texts that only rambled to me Feeling a void, and pretend its not Did you even care for me? Love, lust all just a play The first one always valued Did you cry each day Pondering a dead soul Everything that pervades And you have no clue

Last Time

 If it was last time that I ever had, I would look back with a smile, Tears streaming in my eyes, Bottles filled with pity pies. I would have made the most of it. Don't regret the hug, Holding up a broken mug, Think I'm living the life, When your trance is all it takes, To remind my flaws and flies. Drawing off with a pen, Permitted to erase not? Claim it's my doubt Burning me in the hoax Chewing off at the night And pillaging again Red that it turns Seeping off into dirty vein Pretend I don't care Loathe myself as I do Polly pocket got nothing better to do Picking on her issues Bullying till she mangles in knots, in twists, This sand will never be a pearl, A stringed instrument to be played with

Lost

The things that matter Now they don't Pretty flowers That simply wither This and that No, that and this The moth I found Is not named mine Love is a game And I am the best Either all's a win Or none's a loss You claim you say It's always fine Your work is praised In the name of other The numbness that I show and hide Look around Left right up and down A merry go round Of jumps and ducks Thoughts that try To soak me up When they are Never mine

Rumble

Harm, put the knives away First time makes one stay in lane The greeks chose To get it away And we claim It's creative in same plane Float and drown in lava Pudding in the Java  Random thoughts Creeping rants Tiptoeing across the corner Bustling up my feathers Danced and dainty Break my vanity Newspaper showing Uncle's hilarity Me not laughing Like hearken vice Blistering weasels Swimming in needles Flipping it downside down Prose made it great and loud Acne patches falling left Rights that are reverse wrong Plight of a masterpiece Surfing on your salary