June

There’s always a slip of melancholy
Between the night and the solitude
As walking become more useless and morose
For a gawky flesh, passing the valley of confetti

The world is too loud, people’s voices
I can hear it clearly, I can feel their presence
And why it is so insipid and vacuous to me?
Why I cannot feel the grandiose of existing
But rather I turn myself down, destroyed, and betrayed it
For nothing

Pity me
For I have no desire to live
And to love.

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Pray for the night, for the night always
Caressing whoever falls in the daylight
And demise for whoever cut their lights

No smile other than a disquiet
Blessing to the one’s that keep pretending
Blessed their heart for their selflessness
For a little disruption
For a little compassion

Amen.

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He’s looking at the dirty mirror, she’s right beside him
Looking at his reflection,
Glancing at his sides.
He said something that echoes the room, something that kicked her stomach
And he started to put his hands
Around her waist; pulling her closer,
He tilted his head and kissed her lips
And their body collides.

They both coyly and stared,
As if the ideas of time
Has vanished
Their head is messed up
As if that scene is another pitfall
But their heart was tender and charm
Likely to believe that it starts something
They both never have before.

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Everythings went too far,
Suffering, wandering, being too far
You start to loses the meaning of time, don’t you?
You forget that you were once a happy person
In the earth; alive.
You wonder why all of the dissatisfied cames from
and for that; it tastes a bit better
for you to start expecting some betrayal
and pain, from someone else.
It’s sad, isn’t it?
You plant and nourish everything
When the air becomes too heavy
and all of the unread books you bought
becomes too sickening.

All of your life, you can’t get out from the mud
That sticking on your foot,
The same mud, the same smell.
You once fear of being abandoned
But it is you that abandoned everything.
You’re an empty shallow human.
You put prices on everything
When everything should be priceless.

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