I did 'love you, ' 'missed you, '
'want to? ' 'Can I kiss you? '
Those same old responses from years pasts.
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'I love you.' 'No, I don't.'
'I love you.' 'No, I don't.'
'I trust you.' 'I hate you.'
'I need you.' 'I'm with you.'
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Everyone can break your trust.
'When? ' 'Why can't you? '
'Please, not right now.'
'I can't.' 'I don't know how.'
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The Blame Game,
'you're so lame, '
my sad, angry voice,
your exceeding choice.
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My something.
Your nothing.
Performing.
Responding.
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I'm clueless. 'Where to begin? '
I've fallen apart again.
Attached at the hip, conjoined, laced.
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I‘ve given up; 'What is today? '
I've given up on everyday.
I've tried to make sense. On what count?
To what? To whom? To what amount?
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Glass, and metal soiled.
To spite a failed revenge.
Crying, with metal tears,
into your obsidian hands.
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Driving through this barrage of lights.
I see, flashes and streams alike.
I see, them moving fast.
I see, myself lost in them.
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