- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Closing Eyes
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Tears I may hope to tear me away,
Anger and pain just makes me cry,
Why would it must do what I fear?
Beauty comes as the rose petal to me,
Then, fall upon the hard floor of the world,
Shattering.
Torment pries me open,
Needing a dagger to close my open wound,
Why must I think this way all the time?
Seeing one's eyes as she reminds me of my dreamgirl,
Dream with such blissful heaven,
Why am I being taunted so dangerously?
Yes, I am the beast who longs for death,
A lonely wolf whose heart much at vulnerability,
Why was I created to be in such position?
I don't deserve anyone, not because only I can't,
But shouldn't,
The cause is I don't know what to do nor have it in me.
There's something that I am missing,
Missing mostly with the worlds colliding and crashing,
When I look into the girl's eyes that I crave.
Floating and drifting among two worlds,
Not having either, death or happiness,
I wait 'til the day becomes a night.
Where I can sleep and hide away...
(This goes in thought of Lauren Hynde, partially but to a point that hides in the poem nonchalantly)
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