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Flowers of Misfortune

In the silence that resonates,
a lament of absences,
the flowers bloom in the shadows,
whispers of a life that fades away.

Eyes searching the horizon
for a trace of hope,
but pain, like a poem,
is sculpted in the words of the day.

The city is a labyrinth of steps
that reflects solitude at every corner -
laughter dissolves in the wind
like falling petals,
disguised in the chaos.

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flowerseyeslifehopepoemwordsdaylovelostyesbeautiful

Delusion.

Delusion. 

When delusion wears of

and finally 

you see

what u didn’t want to

for so long 

that this person

isn’t the person 

saving you 

loving you 

the only person 

able to do that 

is you 

babe.

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lovelostdeeppainfight

Dislocated

Location unknown

No flesh or meat on the bone

Bereft of all comforting thought

This isn't what I was taught

 

I once knew a place

Where I knew every face

Now cold and dark

No warmth and no spark

 

I travel around in the void

Wondering round like a lost boy

And although I am able

Fully trained yet maimed and unstable

 

A ghostly belonging

Of betrayal ...

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sadalonealonenesslostdislocated

I think this is denial

My father asks me if i am lonely 

I cannot bring myself to tell him 

that I always have been. 

I find the wickeness to let him know

that I feel the most lonely when he speaks to me.

 

I do not think lonely describes what it is like to be 

without you in my life.

Father, I am lost. 

Father, I have become too familiar with this ache.

Father, I know that what I had with ...

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