I loved once (unreturned)
and could never find a
place to leave those
feelings,
no receptacle for unwanted
affection,
no bin for stifled
desire.
When so much love
can find no home,
it pools like welling
panic,
a trapped bird,
frantic wings beating
against clean
glass,
until toxic,
a deep, green illness
that kills so
slowly,
the body forgets
to die.














Comments
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I've cut my heart out, so you can catch a glimpse of my RawEm0tion
"I'm sorry I'm not cheerier; I tried to cut myself today and it didn't really work out..."
Thank you, Izzy. I love, too.
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"She looked into your eyes,
And saw what lay beneath,
Don't try to save yourself,
The circle is complete"
Hold your Colour - Pendulum
If they make you feel, they've done what they were supposed to do.
Yeah, you're right.
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