Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Still singing one love
My one love
You haven’t had enough
Still haven’t had enough
Still left still wondering
If one true love is the only love
My love
Why?
Got the start wrong
And he married her anyways
Even though his shape is so similar to mine
Guess that’s just how it goes
And you won’t say anything at all
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There’s no getting used to feeling
Alone and alone
And to be both
Lying in the darkness
Just holding on to the thread
And I’ll stay here holding it too
I wonder how many others have lived
Alone and alone
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Is there any sense in spilling you all over the pages anymore?
Gone and gotten and you married her anyway
Love lost yearns after what doesn’t exist
Made up memories of what right would be
Wrong wrong wrong
It hardly mattered to start with
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Can detonations be undone?
Fizzling perhaps
It’s a strange saying I can’t repeat
I can I just won’t
It never provides new information
Unnecessary spaces filled with ink
It’s all worthless
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If only something could be good for just once
A right step
The right place
No cracked glass
Tilted colours
Could something be just right?
Is it impossible in this possible impossible possibility?
Couldn’t it fit perfectly for once?
Can’t it just go how it’s supposed to?
No kink in the plan?
It seems to happen for others
I wonder what it’s like?
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I just want someone to love me as much as I love you
How does that make sense?
Every night nightly at least there’s drugs or isn’t really
He sees me
And the darkness wakes
Repeating
If I had love perhaps my mind would stop
Neverending the story just the same slightly different
I dreamt of you
I love when I do
Did you miss her before you met her?
Just icy eyes chilling my soul on fire
I wish someone would love me the way I love
Does no one know how?
I wish you knew
I love you too
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