It started out as a trivial conversation.
It started with joking, laughing.
It always does.
(But I'd thought you were different.)
"At least I'm no whore!" You said, smiling smugly to yourself as the damage spread across my bruised face.
(Betray hurt more than those fists)
"Don't act like I haven't seen those texts" he shot back at me when I turned to run.
I never thought that my love, my lust, my basic need for love would warrant such harsh reprimands.
His mouth then spoke the infamous words that I'd sent to that boy.
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And yeah, I'll look you in the eyes and say goodbye.
But boy, I need you.
Because we're all pathetic animals, we squirm and writhe, we pretend that we have power,
But really, no one wins.
Because I need your eyes, your laugh, your smile, your allegiance.
And you knew it.
And it's nowhere near poetic.
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VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
A Culmination Of Realities
PoesiaAs we float through life, victimized by circumstance and stalked by rumours, we come to understand that false rumours have opposites: realities. These are the realities to which this book is dedicated. These realities share only truth, for some are...
