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The brightest stars In the sky Don’t make those Hidden between Any less magnificent.

is it my fault that there's a

river running through me?

sometimes there's a flood after heavy rain

and the water washes through with

the force of a thousand men

and sometimes it drys out

brown dusty drought

there's nothing i can do

about these forces of nature.

Far beyond my reach

Ethereal and unattainable

As the horizon.

She whispers,

Galvanizing the breeze

That envelops me

In her divine fragrance

As I blossom into a flower.

And for eternity

From my distance

Will I admire her

Forever remaining

A silent lover.

~ Inspired by @a-silent-lover 's username.

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Love is a game for fools Though I used to think myself immune to it I too was outsmarted. I too was but a pawn Trust wasn't earned but swindled from me

A boy once came like princes do in tales On a high horse and with many promises None of which I wanted to believe But from a far I observed and listened And even as I watched him work his magic, his deceiving artistry Even as I saw the blinded gaze of those who came too close I let myself get nearer With deft fingers, and a voice softened into a lull Made to soothe and pacify He charmed the crowds He played them like finely tuned instruments He had just the touch to make them swoon A master of deceit, a maestro of lies All around him, the air hummed, the girls sighed The chorus of a well orchestrated tragedy Complete with too much pride and a fated ending Every move, a carefully choregraphed ballet Drawing me in

Skillfully, he led and he misled With the remorseless ease of an endlessly rehearsed crime A single breath from him brought those girls to life Inflated them, made them swell Like the sail of a ship leaving shore for a great adventure And then he went away, and they were empty or broken Like balloons children burst for fun at a birthday party I saw them drift off, yet I felt no pity

He wore many faces, many masks Spoke in tongues and verses As for me, to this day, I am still unsure what role I played I knew this whole song and dance I had seen it performed before But never with such grace, never with this genius And I, who thought myself the audience, the mere witness Was soon caught in the same web. Caught off guard He tugged on just the right strings, deviced the perfect melody And I was entangled. Hypnotized, as any fool would be

Locked behind translucent walls,

Breathing air thick with despair

And dripping dew of desperate calls.

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I am sick with no diseases,

Sentenced with no worthy cause.

Guilty merely for existing

I'm also ready to surrender myself to the waves of your poignant memories,

Willingly I'll get drenched in the rain of your wounding words too,

I'll succumb to it all meekly.