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[charst4r]

Your heartbeat, my favourite song.

Guiding me from right and wrong.

Your eyes, my favourite colour.

Never getting any more duller.

Your words, my favourite poem.

With you, as the only poet.

Your imperfections, my favourite art.

That I love with all of my heart.

[charst4r]

This feeling's strange.

I just want to change.

To not feel like this.

To not be like this.

Like a piece of shit.

Despair to reach for it.

Self love, acceptance.

I have to change.

[charst4r]

A silent fragile heart. Which will fall apart. Fragile like glass panes. Which still hides the pain. The trapped tears that fall. Only leaves thoughts to crawl. As the trapped tears of terror, of the silent sensitive bearer. Can never cleanse the stained heart. Which has now fallen apart.

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No matter how hard I try. The only thing I do is cry. Frustrated, angry, or upset. The only thing I do is fret. My immense sensitivity. Only feels like abnormality. Like a small child, that only sobs. How much longer, until I can no longer sob? My weeping soul, which may relapse. Will eventually be the reason I shall collapse.

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The joy of torture and torment. People turn into good content. I, for one, can't take it any more. I plead and plead for the exit door. Someone, please get me out of here. I'm tired. There's no hope. Only fear.

The end.

I lied. There is no end. The torture is endless. There's no stopping it. It's an endless loop. It will never end. Just endless torture. Just endless torment. Help me.

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Its alluring, alarming voice. Almost giving you no choice. Its breathtaking complexion. Adding you to its collection. Its taunting beauty and song. Which both bring you along. These factors, ending your fate. For they are purely used as bait. Beware of such creatures, sirens. They have hard intentions, like irons.

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The burning desire. Burning like fire. The thing I want. Which you taunt. The thing wanted. The person wanted. You are wanted by me. But all you do is flee. The taunting hell you bring. There is no such other thing. I reach and reach and reach. But your love's out of my reach.

[charst4r]

The burning desire. Burning like fire. The thing I want. Which you taunt. The thing wanted. The person wanted. You are wanted by me. But all you do is flee. The taunting hell you bring. There is no such other thing. I reach and reach and reach. But your love's out of my reach.

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The waves whistle to me. Telling me to go to the sea. As the whistling increases. My curiosity also increases. I wonder what shall await me. Beyond this whispering sea. The sea washes away my worries. I do not have anymore worries. My mind is now currently at ease. As the sea shall do as it will please. At me, the sea still seems to wail. As of now, I can only follow its trail.

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The moon is neglected by the one it loves. The moon merely serves as the sun's goon. The moon needs the sun to shine. But it doesn't care about the moon. The sun only cares about the earth. But the stars will take care of the moon. The moon shall no longer need to fret. The stars are the one who care for it.

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He lay on his death bed. He was about to be dead. He lays on his bed, asleep. She stood there, only to weep. Upon his wooden bed frame. There lived a ticking time frame. Indicating his amount of time left. And in this moment, his time left.

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I will be your sand. That'll give you a hand. I will be your beach. That'll be in your reach. I will be your waves. That'll wash away your grave. I will be your shore. That'll help you and more. I will be your sun. That'll love you a ton.

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I am sweating bullets. I can no longer take it. I can't take it any more. It hurt me to the core. It felt like being stabbed. My heart felt grabbed. To think, it'd be thee. Who would betray me. In such a cruel manner.

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I am not a violent dog. I swear I'm not a bad dog. So I don't know why I bite. That doesn't make it right. If I seem to love you like this. I can no longer act like this.

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That deep sinking feeling. That demotivating feeling. That disheartening feeling.

I fear it has returned again. The feeling of not doing well. The fear of being second. The fear of being beaten. The fear of not being the best. Despite all of that time. I was beaten to first place. Such a disheartening feeling. I must be the best at this. If I'm not, how will I be enough? If I'm not, how will I feel useful?

[charst4r]

An angel is made to love. A creature, pure like a dove. I am that same angel of yours. My love, rare like diamond ores. You are a deadly demon, I fear. You are the reason I shed tears. But an angel is made to love, still. Even if it's out of my own free will. After you had made all those tries. You finally managed to take my eyes. You took my ability to see clearly. But even so, I will still love you dearly. My love for you is still always endless. And it'll always be like that, no less.

Because an angel is made to love. And I am that angel that will love.