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Incomplete Sadness
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![]() I created this thread so I can get feedbacks from you guys who's viewing this thread. I'll post my works here, some are not FF related poetries and from everyday life. I hope you guys will enjoy reading some of my pieces here. Thanks for the time. ![]() A sonnet to Robinne Or let her, be an angel here by my side. Without wings, but her voice, can soothe thy wounded hearts and battered bodies of those been hunted. And let her, dry my tears for I have lied. To myself, thinking that I have been weak. Not knowing that I already had the strength. To move on, not measuring the length the distance covered, and the blood that leaked. The essence of her purity, the softness of her breast where I let my head rest, serves as the ground base of my sanity. Though been tired as of late, she's still there, waiting. Waiting for me, crying. For me to get well of this accursed state. And I pray. Pray for the day I can hold her in my arms like I used to. Do things that I always do. But now, all I can do is wait. And say, come what may. The Iron Maiden To see you suffer, a sight I cannot behold. To hear you cry, I writhe in pain. The mere thought of it, the images my mind generates It would be better off if I were slain. I’ll bleed for you, even if it’s a worthless struggle To die a million deaths in trade for your happiness A deal with the devil I shall make. Just to free you from the abyss of your sadness. Countless fights I know I cannot win, a tired man I am. Yet for your cause I shall follow with no objection. Anything, everything your heart ever desired for, Even at the cost of my own demise and destruction. As I lay down before I sleep, I make sure to think Of the torments and pain I endure, To see you with another man, not of your time’s worth. My heart so pure, die in a violent rapture. |
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