Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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The story is going so much better than this is
They meet, he shows up incognito
They meet
I don’t know what the fuck is happening but hello
Haha
It’s like sick
Disgusting
Fanfiction
You wrote that?
Hahaha
What absolute fucking trash you are
Writing your fantasy like it could ever happen
Oh as it all comes back
I’m heading each fucking high were all the lows filtered out
It’s just too fucked up
Now I look at you
This
This
You were going to believe anything you thought
I don’t understand anymore
ちょっと
Have I accidentally turned hordes of tween children against me?
Thank god a horde on the internet is a fucking
Look you
Well
Besides the fact that it was the biggest disappointment in my entire life
Dick
Because I loved you too
The night we tag teamed was the night you threw your hissy fit on stage
Hey hey hey
バーカ
… Well he was sick
We already did this stop forgetting stuff
Have you ever wondered why I stopped letting you write after heartbreak?
It’s just a break
Just a break
Now this is a brake
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You don’t have to be broken and left down behind
Why did you fly to the worst first
Worst first thirst lost in the frosty sick
Do you remember when the lightning tiger crashed through the fence?
No, you don’t
Because I tried to make contact with you and you couldn’t be fucked to acknowledge me.
Is that what someone with a sense of self would say?
Or something a very disappointed person would say?
They said don’t meet your heroes
Not
Don’t fall in love with
The part he plays
And then try to meet him
I fucking believed it
But you know?
You can’t fake enjoying being on stage Joshua Ramsay.
You fucking botched the ever living fuck out of the Victoria concert.
Maybe you couldn’t be fucked because you’re too cool and too rich to bother this time around
But maybe the reason the seats were so empty was because you fucking suck when you play in Victoria.
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So here we are in the city watching buildings growing up with better care than humans
And the eyes keep drifting elsewhere but my heart is on repeat
Practising words that it doesn’t know yet and making sure they’re set
And I have this persistent image in my mind of this building and him
Standing outside with his foot up on the wall like he’s a part of the backdrop of the city
Not a rich boy with too much time on his hand
Just another person who happened to be here at a time
Just a person
Just part of the background
And even though it’s never happened and there’s no way it could now
My mind teases me with these images
Because it knows what I want
せめて、せめて、「彼」と出会いたいんです…
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You’re perfect for eachother
A woman on the bus says to the couple infront of me
Are they?
Can they be?
Is there a way to be perfect?
Made for each other?
It pings around my mind like a ball through blocks
ある?
ある?
ある?
I wonder, as it hits and rings ある? like a bell
If such a thing could be real
I hardly believe it anymore
Is believing blindly in something naïve or stupid? Both?
How can I when I’ve never seen it
Perfect for eachother
At one time I believed I really was
And so was he
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So few times I told your fortune
The few times I only saw the worst
But mine were worse
And how they terrified me
Those whispered futures
Thinking I’d created a demon I erased it
But the demon all along was the doubt which crept in
Afraid and alone
I was afraid and alone and scrambling because I felt everything slipping
And those who came went again
And otherwise they didn’t come
So I swallowed the doubt into my soul
Lost myself inside the hole
Where all was left was his love that I needed to live
Kept alive but a burning heart
Kept alive by a wildfire
In that dark place I wept and turned
All I could hear was how it burned
Fear and doubt doubled to the worst
Long lost love love of the first
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Graves of names
Lost litanies latent
Whispered in the trees
Sweet softening sorrows
Stone graves of names
World wildly wailing
Those who won’t return
Yet they remain