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I promise it's just a question.
I promise it's not a lie.
I promise it's not the last time that I will say goodbye.
I promise it's just a phase.
I promise it's not the end.
I promise it's not the last time that I will call you friend.
I promise it's just a bump.
I promise it's not death's win.
I promise it's not the last time that I will let you in.
I can't promise it's just a thought.
I can't promise it's not regret.
I can't promise it's not a feeling of wanting to forget.
I promise it's not a lie.
I promise it's not the last time that I will say goodbye.
I promise it's just a phase.
I promise it's not the end.
I promise it's not the last time that I will call you friend.
I promise it's just a bump.
I promise it's not death's win.
I promise it's not the last time that I will let you in.
I can't promise it's just a thought.
I can't promise it's not regret.
I can't promise it's not a feeling of wanting to forget.
Literature
pain
you're disgusting.
i hope you know that every time you show your face,
i cringe, collapse into rage.
you flay my body with cutting board scissors
and laugh at the sight of my blood.
it's everywhere, staining everything.
my clothes are ruined,
splotched with your dirty curse.
i can't ignore you
when you're so persistent,
grinding me like coffee beans
to grit beneath your boots.
i'm a shipwreck. you're the bottom of the ocean,
suffocating everything.
i collapse into bathroom stalls
like a rag doll,
falling on my knees and begging for mercy.
you're the reason i have medication.
i swallow pill after pill,
but they don't let me forget you.
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Literature
Perfection.
When you look into the mirror, at your reflection...
That's it.
That's you.
That is perfection.
Literature
Kids
We're just kids, that grew up too fast.
Due to expectations and isolations.
Adaptations, illustrations, separations.
It's not how it used to be.
I wonder will it last?
One words replies,
No surprise,
Now it's lies, cries, guys and skinny thighs.
Oh I despise, but I'll advise,
Do not trust a soul.
Blasting music in our ears,
Hiding from the sneers and leers,
They're picking on the queers.
Aren't they our peers?
Alone, and other feelings I've never known.
Upgrade your phone.
Dye your hair a darker tone.
Wear cologne and dig the drone.
Welcome to the cool zone.
Background chatter,
Break and clatter.
Always saying,
"I'm fine
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