This relationship we're staging
Where nothing I do
Helps you smile.
Helps you sleep.
My presence
More powerful
Than me
While wasted coffee cups wait
Silently,
Poison packaged refreshment.
Every page
Drowned in
Handwritten I love yous...
Words turn into knives.
Too much knowledge destroys
And standing like a withered tree
I'm Waiting to break
Being not stiff
But hollow
inside
Not knowing
How to handle
Someone who's so sure
That what they're doing is right. And painful.
How can that be right?
1 What you think!:
very beautful!
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