The Unreason


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Please don't give me broken dreams
yet ask me to fix them;
I'm anything but a dreamer.

I trod the shards of memories
-yours and mine-
and let my two feet hemorrhage,
Staining the visions of yesterdays.
(Dear, they're a wreck)

Satisfied?

This ambiguity is never-ending
You're a foe to my pretending
(I don't love you)

Some things are better left unsaid
and I'm nothing..
but a coward.

You are the reason to my unreason..

Written 27th of October.09. 10:03 PM.
"Too late to notice my existence, I've already faded to the darkest you can see" -Me.

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