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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1983327
Pathetic young heartache.
It's been brought to my attention that you don't know who I've been.
You don't but you do.
You see all without clue.
Smoke's cleared tread dear
Does it feel too long for two?

Spring's coming;
Party's over, the crowd has cleared;
But you remain; I'll sweep up your mess -
Your sick tangles my scalp. Your hair strings around
My bones, curling, oh please stop turning.

I've got a thing for you Oriental - and yes you shall
Remain nameless. You don't see me but I cry
"Sweet demon!" Oh violent blond,
Your gaze cuts down, through dire and dumbness -
How dumb I've truly been.

In lyric I've wept, and in shallow I've swam.
But you're gone now, or so very soon you shall be.
He's sung all my secret songs,
"I wrote those you bastard!"
Paws off now, oh calloused darling.

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