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I don't care
Sell your feelings whatever it takes.
No more pain, no more relationship.
Just that noise, which demons make,
Like an ad, which you can not skip.
You enter my comfort zone
To separate my flesh and blood
From soul with a giant hole.
And as a result I fall apart.
Heartless, painless deviant splash of
Anger on the paper, the horror
On my face, neon stroke, lights off.
Just one death. Can I borrow?
Why if you feel nothing, I must?
(Try to show yourself sometimes)
Now I have nobody else to trust.
( What if the mental murder is a type of crime?)
Dropping all my poems, I cry out:
"That's all, I don't wanna write,
I've already said everything, I'm screaming about.
And you won't hear it." I give myself a bite.
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Despise
I can't stand no more
When all my hopes dissolve in the wind,
I wish I can drink one pint
You wanna see my score?
3 from 10, isn't enough, yeah?
That's only for poetry
I laugh at your poverty
In words, I can do it better, dear.
I gave you a lot, a lot, a lot of chances,
Your arrogance hurted my demon,
I will not wait forever, I'm in anger and fever.
I'll laugh while you sing your mindless romances.
You humiliated me with ignoring,
Best regards, I won't hate
I have gone too deep into fate
I can try one more time, but you're so boring
Now I despise you, you can dance for joy
Are you happy? My cogratulations,
I leave you, now as a used toy
Are you happy? You've broken intentions.
Now I despise you, funky liar,
Are you happy? Not in my shift
Babe, in hell, give yourself a lift.
I'm not a gift, but you're also not a buyer.
I promise, you'll never see me crying
Because of you, "senpai"
For everything you haven't done you must pay.
From both of us, I was the only trying.
I'm indifferent to who is in your heart,
I wish your love would ignore you.
Hah? You're sorry? Too late, lazy butt,
I'm not a bitch, but a bit lash out. "Thank" you.
I called you, I expired with blood and tears,
You were indefferend, so, I'll be the same.
I had myself, but you destroyed my flame.
Now I'm damaged with my fears.
You know me? Fucking no, no, actually no,
Enough wasting myself on you, on thinking,
It's like spending time on drinking.
Now, sorry, I must leave my last row.
Now I despise you, you can dance for joy
Are you happy? My cogratulations,
I leave you, now as a used toy
Are you happy? You've broken intentions.
Now I despise you, funky liar,
Are you happy? Not in my shift
Babe, in hell, give yourself a lift.
I'm not a gift, but you're also not a buyer.
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Routine
I'm dead in the mist.
Depression is stroger,
I just wanted to belong to you,
As close as my thougts to me.
Do you know the melody?
Do you know the pain?
Do you really want to disclaim?
Do you want me to check your real ID?
No? Sorry, I haven't heard
Can I send you a bird?
Here, on a piece of paper -
My daily life, my daily neighbours:
Heathens-haters, bitter chains,
Poison, life in unsafe plans.
Dull and funny, cry with fear,
Full of duty, death is near.
Blame for sadness, laugh for jokes,
And every day I choke in smoke.
Black cool blood and white hot skin,
Skars from nights on ugly spin.
Empty head and tears instead
Yeah, my thoughts are also dead.
Snow in winter, snow in spring,
Frozen heart as silver ring.
Stillness, prayer, requiem,
Do you know the darkest theme?
Broken glass and violent words,
Contempt view and fake awards.
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Vintage dream
Rest in silence, my dear,
Rest in the ground of my soul.
Let my words disappear in your ear,
In your eyes I will be only a ghoul.
My lace of my lies is so hard,
Too dark for beliefs,
Too rough cloth for my sensitive heart.
I associate you with sharp white cliffs.
With saint and patethic anger
I keep my mask on my face.
We can meet on that ball only as strangers,
We can only sometimes slow down our pace.
Smiling nobly, squatting in the reverance,
I want just to touch your misty image.
Selecting a hem for only one dance,
I desire passionately to watch ice between us damage.
You nod favourably, I feel myself dissolving
In your demonic view, in your smell,
My blood is ice cold, but boiling,
Everything is whirling as under a magic spell.
It's the end of the ball, you must leave for heaven,
Me - for hell. Under different skies,
In different worlds we sleep. I'm not forgiven
And lonelyness is my price.
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