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think you got the best of me?
think again.
assume i'm still crying over glass pieces of my heart?
look again.
believe i'll never be the same again?
because i'll be better.
feel like i want you back?
just to show you how unbroken i am.
---
think i need you like i used to?
think again.
assume that i'll still be waiting under a rainy sky with unread letters?
look again.
believe i'm only a reader who gave up writing for you?
because i'm better than before.
feel like i don't mean a word i say?
it's because you never knew me.
---
think i still lie to feel better?
think again.
assume i'm heading towards another relapse like you?
[if you have the nerve to]
look again.
believe i'll feel sorry for saying all of this?
not for someone i used to know.
feel like i'm still weak enough to hold this over you?
think again.
think again.
assume i'm still crying over glass pieces of my heart?
look again.
believe i'll never be the same again?
because i'll be better.
feel like i want you back?
just to show you how unbroken i am.
---
think i need you like i used to?
think again.
assume that i'll still be waiting under a rainy sky with unread letters?
look again.
believe i'm only a reader who gave up writing for you?
because i'm better than before.
feel like i don't mean a word i say?
it's because you never knew me.
---
think i still lie to feel better?
think again.
assume i'm heading towards another relapse like you?
[if you have the nerve to]
look again.
believe i'll feel sorry for saying all of this?
not for someone i used to know.
feel like i'm still weak enough to hold this over you?
think again.
Literature
Struggling at Life
Struggling at Life:
We're reaching out for stars
In the depths of the night.
We're struggling at bars
Shut away from the light!
I've seen the way we act
When we are fighting for our lives.
But we're killing all our brothers
On the point of our knives.
I've seen the violence
Spewing from the poorest of peaks.
We are the rats, caged up
In the darkness we seek-
A little path, a little home;
Just a place to call our own.
Everything we ever tried
Try to win before I die.
Hopeless, lost; shot from the skies
I am the martyr, burned for the sin of their lies.
I am the people, screaming for the justice be served
I am the sound that
Literature
Wish for Privacy
I live behind a locked door,
And no one has the key.
It has been years, maybe more
Since someone talked to me.
The solitude was nice at first,
The quiet let me think.
But soon it took a turn for worse—
Now all I do is blink.
So be careful, my dear friends,
When you wish for privacy.
Count to 5 when patience bends
Or you'll end up just like me.
Literature
Losing Everything and Climbing Back
Losing Everything and Climbing Back:
Right here,
Is where I am standing.
I will not back down,
I am still wordmancing.
This goes out to,
My greatest rival.
I fell down hard,
Now you wear my title.
I used to be the King,
but now I am down.
So you can keep the title,
And take the crown.
But now I'm climbing back,
To the top of hill.
So wash and wait for me,
Cause I'm goin' for the kill.
You are the greatest,
Poet of Light.
Your emotions and your heart,
Are fuckin' bright.
But forget me not,
I am the dark of night.
And you are the target,
Within my sight.
"Lock and load lads, it's time fer a fight!"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18t
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i know. i know.
i said i won't write. you can hit me later.
and i never meant to write sappy poetry i swear. it's just not my thing, i hate this, but someone might relate and that's why i'd like to know what you think of this. it's completely out of my usual style.
inspired by
^ this piece is an insult to this beautiful piece by Angelou but it inspired it.
© xpaperfoldbutterflyx
i said i won't write. you can hit me later.
inspired by
Somebody That I Used to Know by Gotye. Still I Rise by Maya Angelou.^ this piece is an insult to this beautiful piece by Angelou but it inspired it.
© xpaperfoldbutterflyx
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I really relate with this. Normally I don't like poetry about emotions, but this was neither to soppy or too "Look, I'm so cool cause I cussed in a poem about an ex."
Now, I read in the description how this isn't what you normally write, and I will be checking out your other stuff because you must be good if you got me to like a poem.
Now, I read in the description how this isn't what you normally write, and I will be checking out your other stuff because you must be good if you got me to like a poem.