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That Kind of Love.It was false.That Kind of Love.
Fake.
It was plaster that held a broken wall unable to stand.
The wall was filled of past truth--hidden lies--in its ever gazing guise.
From my point of view with my mole eyes.
I saw nothing but a glimmer of perfection.
Love is the dagger that digs deepest.
It does not break flesh.
It breaks spirit.
by ~Chamboi
ExplosionContained in the smallest space We lit the bomb that made the boom. Generated by my lips colliding with yours. A beautiful union for the moment…Explosion
It was held in the space Embraced and in secret to never survive outside. That the two bodies that tempted fate Were destined to part. The light that burns brightest…
We sped.
Swerved.
Crashed.
This space is cold As I sit in it alone No remnants of the once that was I never will be the same Bits and pieces of me stolen My eyes are shut. Swollen.
The damag
by ~Chamboi
Let Me Down, Gently.I would like to know if I’m not your type. To build me up as hype to something that you like.Let Me Down, Gently.
Like a myth. Then dismiss me because I wasn’t really it.
It’s because I’m here. The belief is I won’t disappear.
But if I did...What would happen?
If one day I never said, “Hello” and only said, “Good-bye”.
Never looked you in the eye.
Or allowed a word to cock back and release from your mouth.
What if walked away. Away from everything and everyone. Just walked into the sunset Never looking back at anyone.
by ~Chamboi
Second ChancesHow the fuck do you get a second chance when you never got a firstSecond Chances
I think I hate you
just as much as I love you
I want to push you away as much as I want to hug you
I’ve tolerated shit that other people wouldn’t have. But you wouldn’t realize that.
I’m a back drop second thought
the one you don’t remember in the end. Not as a second chance. Not even as a friend.
by ~Chamboi
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Winter solitude,
In a world of one color,
The sound of wind
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- We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold. -
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"I am half sick of shadows,' said the Lady of Shalott."
Winter solitude,
In a world of one color,
The sound of wind
-Bashoo
"Roses are red, violets are blue, Lorraine-of-Shallot loves me, and i love her too! ^^" ~ scarlet-tears3 xD
--
"I am half sick of shadows,' said the Lady of Shalott."
Winter solitude,
In a world of one color,
The sound of wind
-Bashoo
"Roses are red, violets are blue, Lorraine-of-Shallot loves me, and i love her too! ^^" ~ scarlet-tears3 xD
--
"People like you preach tolerance and open-mindedness all the time, but when it comes to Middle America, you think we're all evil and stupid country yokels who need your political enlightenment!" - Mr. Garrison
"Disregard females, acquire currency"
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