What Do You Want?

Is he here to live?
Is he here to leave or what?
Is he even here?

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Miss Badlee Hurte

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You can’t write me down in history
if we have no history;
you can’t say “there was a time”
if there was no “there” there.
You can’t bite my lips
if I don’t kiss you.
Every other Badlee Hurte
took a cup of caution.
Not me, I drank two.

The featured painting was created by Daria Ts, in the year 2010.

Death II: Death in Shining Armour

Death didn’t spare my previous knight
on his way to meet me,
so he became death.
He died; 
he was dead inside.
He broke hearts and ripped souls,
but I welcomed him with open arms.
Totally rejecting the idea that
he was completely dead,
I tried to fix his wounds.
He snatched my heart and broke it in six,
and I let myself die the 6th time.

Look, I am very quickly becoming death;
so, find another queen.
My flowers are not yours to wet;
my heart’s not yours to win.


Note:
Your knight was/is not Death, queen;
your real knight will come!

 

Left, Right, Forward March, Backward Match

She insisted that she had to be right,
so he left.

Us is Dead

Why do I miss you so much
if you are right beside me?
You are gone from you,
you are gone from me.
Your eyes don’t recognize me anymore,
I can’t see myself in them.
You’re alive,
and I’m alive,
but Us is dead;
Us is not on this bed.