fake love (Remove filter)
Faux Roses
Coarse dusky pink petals
sprinkled with fake crystals
promising a forever
but, smells fake...
I'd rather keep it real
even though it'll fade
in a day or mostly two,
its sweet scent will linger
forever in muse...
Tuesday 1st November 2022 6:39 am
Imposter Begets Imposter?
Who am I
why do I
when will I
where can I
Answers elude
My identity un-formed and crude
Mother pretends
The show never ends
Until the curtain is drawn
All the doors are closed and simulations suspend
I don't know who I am
Give anything to be sure
Stand firm in my convictions
On both sides of the door
No duplicity here
All masks removed
...Saturday 5th September 2020 10:19 pm
I Fell into Hell for you, Thinking "with you", Only to be Used by You
i tell you it seems to every time "ignore this long ass message", i'd rather you not pretend that you care and pretend you got what i said just to get back into my bed... or for you to check it and as usual, silently leave me on read - cause its what you do best, and well, that is to fuck with my head.. that's ok though, its just goes to show, any love or feelings for you, they no longer stand - ...
Sunday 11th March 2018 1:59 am
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