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That Time Of Year

Maybe
it’s
because
I can’t
be there

Or
perhaps
it’s
more
I just
don’t
care

For
now
that my
confidence
has
grown

I’ll
spend my
birthday
home
alone

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Adjourned

Those
words
you
spoke
so softly
are etched
upon my
brain

A
permanent
reminder
that I
fucked
things
up
again

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Disdain

It would have been quite easy

Had you wanted to commit

To just imagine for a second

What it’s like to go through it

But in the end you chose not to

Which leads me to be blunt

Because of the things you did not do

You really are a cunt

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Jettisoned

I’ve been
getting old
for a
while now

Physically
everything
hurts

And having
to deal
with your
bullshit

Was just
making
it worse

So it’s
goodbye
to all
of you

And your
passive
aggressive
nonsense

I’ll now
live out
the rest
of my life

Emancipated
and content

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Conversations With Hades

Tell him
this pill is
too bitter
to swallow

Tell him
we still
have time
to borrow

Tell him
I’ll never
cope with
the sorrow

Tell him if
he takes you
to expect
me tomorrow

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The Trade Off

It is with a heavy heart

And a mournful sigh

That the time has come

To say our goodbye

I’ll always be eternally grateful

For everything you’ve done

Your love has taken away my pain

And left me with none

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Two Faced

You will never beat me,

So please don’t even try.

I could chose to hurt you,

To really make you cry.

But I’m the better person,

Of that I have no doubt.

So just carry on with your bullshit,

Because you’ll never drive me out.

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Tomorrow

I’m not sure how I’ll feel when I’m forced to remember you, tomorrow.

Forced to remember those torturous nights.

Forced to remember those heart breaking conversations.

They were so private, so personal, so intense.

Those words only ever destined to leave your lips and reach my ears.

There will be others there that feel the same way about their loved one, I’m sure.

And there will be others there just to watch. To steal someone else’s story to tell as their own.

Fuck them.

I’m not sure how I’ll feel when I’m forced to remember you, tomorrow.

I just wish you were still here.

And that I didn’t have to go.

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Sailing

‘Choppy waters ahead, Captain, but I see dry land on the horizon’.

‘Drop anchor here then, Sailor, for I’d prefer to die in the storm’.