Ace Of Black Hearts Poems

The dust of an old photo, it is all I got left.
And now you want that too.
You can't steal what is in my head.
You can't dry my tears and make this all go away.
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Have you ever come home to a strange naked women in your bathtub?
I don't know whether to scream get out, or ask if I can get in.
The disarming strangeness of dualities of positions stricken.
Sometimes it is easier to try to not understand.
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I will not take part in the guilt trip.
My feet are steady as are my eyes.
Playing with the heart, testing it limits I surmise.
But the test has already failed.
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I'm sorry I just don't care.
I won't indulge in anymore of these kind of thoughts.
You are still trying to hurt me.
If you take your own life, I will not feel responsible.
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If you want to take your life that's fine.
After all I was in broken home.
After all I have been all alone.
It is not like I don't understand.
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Another one of my masterpieces comes to me, like it was always there.
Seen through the eyes of deep seeded despair.
Out of the darkness into light.
Not so bright, sitting under this rain cloud.
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The question is can all the lost be saved, come forth repent and moving forward trying to behave.
A moral dilemma in what some us do for a living.
Does it mean we are forsaken?
Lost children to be forever abandoned.
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Writing the next chapter,
Always the next chapter.
How is it any better?
Clinging to the last bit of hope knowing it will have to due.
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We all grieve someday someway.
How was I suppose to know.
The way out, the way out, it was only for you.
Nobody following.
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A friend is all I will ever be, it is all the love I have in me.
Needs so ineffective, and inadequate.
Trying relate to a person you never met, or will meet.
A belief in that which can never be.
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