Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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I wish you’d do something to make me hate you
Racism, sexism, allegations of anything that were founded
I just wish
I could hate you
It would make it so much easier to forget you if you’d just
Why don’t you just get really drunk and say something questionable?
Or…something
Instead of just being the single most beautiful human being on this planet
I wish you were ugly
No not on the outside on the inside
You would say you are ugly on the inside but no
No one no one could convince of that
You are
You are a shining light of the sun you are they rays of warmth on my face in the spring
You are so beautiful
I wish I could hate you
I only love beautiful people
I wish you weren’t so damn
Damn
Damn beautiful
And then my heart could rest
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Sitting unplugged from it
Sitting into the alone
By myself but I think of you
And I wonder why
I still yearn for you
And you married her like I knew you would
Are you happy?
Today I thought
I’m poor but I’m happy
And what it all comes down to
Is that everything is fine
But you still haunt me in the moments that I have nothing left to see
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Sometimes I wonder if I got better
Or if I just accepted my lot in life and shut up about it
Maybe I just gave up fighting it
Maybe I’m the one who stopped caring how unimportant I am
Maybe I stopped thinking about how insignificant I am because I accepted it
Even when I try not to think of him I think of him
So if I’m not thinking of something it must be because I’ve given up
Even though I’ve given up on him
Or anyone else
There’s no such thing as fate
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Help I’ve been trying to hold on
And I can’t hold on much longer
Just hanging by a thread
What was short now is shorter
Can’t be called by the same name
Only something new is born now
Was the shape of something new
And now I’m just stuck on you
And now I’m really stuck on you
It was a joke until he walked in
Why does he walk in?
Who said you could come in here?
In my head?
I should go right up and smack the perfect off your face
You stupid perfect man
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I’m not in love with you I’m in love with my ideas of you
Right?
What it would be like to be with you
How you are
Who you are
I don’t know you
We are complete strangers
Though once I stood mere metres away
So close yet so far
I was so alone in a room of hundreds
Not enough for you
Not worth your time
Maybe you were tired
Whatever excuses we never met
We probably never will
I wish we could meet eachother in a fateful moment
But there’s no such thing as fate
I made it all up in my head
But I still yearn for you
How cruel
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I feel it in the spot my heart should be
Not quite
Something not right
Don’t feel fulfilled
Something is missing
I feel it like a stitch out of place in an otherwise perfect day
And desperately I try to identify this feeling of
Not quite full
Maybe it’s because I’m missing him?
Who knows
But it’s missing
Stuck on the feeling
It’s not right