"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
She disappears like dandelions fluttering through bright summer skies.A one-of-a-kind,Sight for sore eyes,I'll never see again as time,Only ticks by faster,The longer I'm alive without any love to chase after...Regardless,I unserstand.Her existence was a lesson for me to learn how to look past,What will eventually die,Rot away,To live a joyous life without depending on anything... Continue Reading →
How have I endured the pain of your loss?Not a single clue I can conjure up,As it was your image that was magic to my eyes,Watered by your absence.Oh,How I've grown from every seed you've planted.In a garden we both took the time to grow.Until it was time to,Mow it all down and bury new... Continue Reading →
In love with a ghost of a woman I don't miss.A silhouette without a face I refuse to recognize.Why?Do I do this to myself when I'd rather be by,Myself.Floating through a jazzy city where my mind keeps roaming through,All kinds of tunes,So that I can finetune,Thoughts replaying the same old songs I've grown tired of.It's... Continue Reading →
Exhausted. Tired. fatigued. Depleted. Empty. However you want to put it, there aren't any words out there to describe how bone-weary you'll get by endlessly dwelling on mistakes you can't rewind and undo. Once it's done, whatever it is, it's final. What's done is forever stamped into history books only your inner child can read... Continue Reading →
Every time I gaze at a beautiful woman, I begin feeling completely numb. All I can think of are the times I failed the one and only girlfriend I've ever had in my life (and probably will be for a very, very long time), sulking over what could've been if I hadn't been such an... Continue Reading →
Satiated by her absence now that I'm past it.Making faces with my cheeks pointing upwards toward sunlight beaming across our beautiful planet.Not much to say as I indulge on the magic of love,Forcing undesired thoughts to vanish in the snap of a,Finger creating music with each stroke of my pen.Every swipe erasing that feeling of... Continue Reading →
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