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HST . June 7, 2025 ‌
oh beauty, the beauty of a golden edge
oh danger, the danger of a silent rage
isn't it poetic to die with such a dAgger?
a living body found amidst the ruins of the castle
23 minutes of breathin'...
to be saved is just an imagine...
her pathetic life full of "if onlys" and "what ifs" would be better ended
so deliCated...
than to be suspended between life and death
never was the 15th member of the poets society,
but i suffered the worst pain in your dictionary
being a poet, moving corpse kind
using your blood instead of ink kind
her heart beats, but for what is lost
the regret, about the line she crossed
oh to die, death of a hope, a struggle
oh to surrender, to bow to fate
you'll finally discover these cOdes, but too late
now my feeling's called a hate
i suppose you never reached folkmore
just like your hand never reached mine
i'm too broken to survive
you're too cowardly to reach out
no, i'm alWays looking for being noticed somehow
yes, "endless curse, endless pain"
that's what sad poetic letters say
you say you get me, understand me
but we're all liars in the end
lying to ourselves or each other
sorry..
mr. "keeps promises", is it how to be a mAn?
wanna know what color I am?
blue, gray or black
what a question to ask
giving me that "never be mad at yourself"
i'm mad at you !
... and myself
you're still a mind reader then
people call it "moving on" when
a fairy walks past her severed wings
i should've let it go right when i had it,
half and almost
it's for the better, for healing the most
oh the illusion, the illusion of having
oh the wish, wish of a chance, a return
one word was written by you,
and i wrote the next million pages
these phrases
each chapter was supposed to be the last
maybe this is too much to ask
but i wanted you; to write the last
now it's me again, chaining the book with trembling hands
you're not what i thought you were
you lit me up and then burned
you squeezed my heaRt and said goodnight
oh my
you pretended your feelings were made of mirrors
don't..
you dragged its broken pieces into my soul
don't..
you had me bleeding but i held your wound
you're a lie, a poison, a deceit, a villain
more than me
you you you you you, you
oh you, a sworn betrayal
i won't fool me again by a lie
if I live or if I die
oh you, a masked maDman
oh you, a sweet torture
oh you, a painful joy
oh you, a clever riddle
oh you, the honorable sinner
oh you, the end of what you started
WHO ARE YOU...?
let's find a new word for this one, too
- HST . July 14, 2025
but I whispered at the grave
"should've kissed you anyway"
gray November, I’ve been down since July