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passsionatebutlazy · 4 years
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Piece of Mind #2
“I am getting tired of getting tired.” 
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passsionatebutlazy · 4 years
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Piece of Mind #1
”I wanna leave before there is nothing left in me.”
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passsionatebutlazy · 4 years
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Raining Sorrow
The desolate sky turns dark and grey,
The hefty clouds choke up with helpless tears,
Sipping my cup of shameless privilege, 
I watch the earth lament her burdening despair.
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passsionatebutlazy · 4 years
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Descent
As the innocence faded off her heavy eyes,
A young bud wilted to a pseudo-adult through lies.
Questioning ‘THE very purpose of her existence’,
She wondered, why do we procreate in persistence?
To share unconditional love and endless laughter?
Or to fabricate a special bond between void hearts thereafter?
To fit in to the ill-fashioned structure of our society? 
Or to fill in for one’s lack of quirk and individuality?
To force a mother to sacrifice her selfish dreams and fantasies?
Or to burden a father with a deluge of detested responsibilities?
To keep unhealthy marriages barely alive through time?
Or to maintain one’s worldly possessions within bloodline?
To propagate obsolete thoughts and vicious cycles?
Or to preserve our long and soiled lineages?
To fight endless personal battles till our last breath?
Or to repent our progenitor’s vile sins to death?
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passsionatebutlazy · 4 years
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Time Loop
Strewn books, torn posters, dying flowers,
She dwells in the comfort of her messy haven.
Unkempt hair, pale face, dry tears,
Her mother wouldn’t recognize the fragile form.
Empty bottles, filled ashtrays, darkened lips,
Commences another day of incessant suffering.
Fading wounds, bloody knives, a broken heart,
Seems to be a caught in an endless time loop.
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passsionatebutlazy · 4 years
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The Fall
Descending, descending, descending...
Desperate breaths clenching at my throat, choking,
Wounded memories firing through my head, spinning,
Ceaseless anguish brimming over my heart, breaking.
A wave of vermilion washing over my heavy eyelids, relieving.
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