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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
You grieve without warning.

Submitted: January 07, 2007

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Submitted: January 07, 2007



This is just like the air you have been breathing,

poisonous to the fault,

and ravishing to the day,

the day you revealed your hatred.


Denial crashing down upon you…


pointless to even try to breathe.

You’ve mastered this art though,

this art of failing.


You have longed to see me cry as well,

to hear me whisper goodbye,

to enlighten you with my dismay,

the dismay you only once had tried…


Pointless to even try,

to tame a coward…

Withdrawn from the world,

you still do not know,

that you are still invocated…


This dazed set of mind,

will leave you wanting more.

More of what you cannot obtain,

but more of what I can give out…


You take without caring.

You grieve without warning.

Without warning,

you become fake,

fake to the lies you feed me each day.


Rejoice to my name.

Fulfill what I never did.

Render without reason.

Without a cause you await my trial…

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