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 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
The way we dress
The way we deal with our feelings
The way we talk
The way we walk

Our hairstyles
Maybe even the activities we want to try
The people we fall in love with
And the people we chose to stay in love with

Everything is because its comfortable for us
Everything is because its who we are
And we don't want to hide anymore the truth
But this gives chance to others to persecute

To others, it seems we are wrong
Maybe we are, but who'd really know?
Even though we never pointed fingers at anyone
But what we seem to them is a walking wardrobe malfunction
 Apr 2016 yzel
Alex
Just Go Away
 Apr 2016 yzel
Alex
Breath.
Just breath.
Maybe it will all go away.

Just continue on with your life.
Just ignore all the harm you face.
And hope that it will all just go away.

Hide the bruises.
Hide the pain.
And wish that it will all go away.

Hide the tears.
Hide the whimpers.
Please make it all go away.

Shy away from the swinging fist.
Flinch away from every touch.
Why won't it all just go away?
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
V Fairies
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
Once upon a time
There were fairies called, V fairies
Fairies who were so beautiful and fine
It was magical, their existence

They lived inside maidens
Who were ought to protect them
In return, the fairies embodied them
With purity as shiny as a diamond emblem

These fairies were sought by every men
For they are the greatest gift that can be bestowed to them
That's why they seek for the perfect maiden
From whom this wish, they can attain

The maidens were set on a journey
To find warriors who are worthy
Warriors who love sincerely
And will vow to cherish them for eternity

The fairies those times were well-respected
They were treasures almost impossible to find
The fairies were boldly protected by their maidens
They are only given to those truly worthy ones

Fast forward to this generation however
Through time, the maidens eventually are weakened
They have let their guards down
And thought all men were worthy of the crown

The V fairies are not given anymore
They are forcefully taken, oftentimes with gore
They are taken due to curiosity, or worst
Taken because of lust, then perpetrators disappear like ghosts

Fairies became men's collections
More fairies, more rights to boast
More manly they are than before
More wins at the competition they build on their own

Maidens lost their credibility as the fairies' protectors
They didn't care about them, like they're not part of them anymore
Throwing them away when they're bored
Not caring if many men do hoard

V fairies were not gifts anymore
V fairies were taken away even without the promise of forevermore
V fairies were simply picked up like on a shopping galore
V fairies were disrespected, to adore no more

But there are beliefs that some of the fairies survived
Living within maidens who stood firm and with their best, tried
To find worthy ones and battle with the wicked
To let the fairies stainless and protected

There are beliefs also that worthy warriors are still there
Who still respects and cherish the value of the diamond emblem
Who knows how to wait until the fairies are given to them
And knows how to take care of their chosen maidens

With these beliefs there's still hope for the future
That the responsibility of a maiden to its fairies will be nurtured
A hope that this will be passed on to generations after
In a hope that V fairies will have a happily ever after
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
Penetration
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
Not only was her heart broken
Also her *****
Sad truth to today's relationships.
 Apr 2016 yzel
Stephan
In lyrical fashion they fall of this gypsy soul
rehearsed longings, song-like reminders
Days long of time in the mind of a charmer,
memories threaded, stitched of fears
Aching endeavors form each step of the procession
slowly along the sorted byways of life,
aged in moments of eternal passing
Crooked lines predict faultless failures,
staggered footprints hide from the light,
cloaked in brocade emotions
on a winding trail of the forgotten
Stained in petrified tears
the sorrowed breadcrumbs are scattered
never to die, again
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
Birthday Blues
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
Stalking..
Lone wolf
Walking..
Without any particular destination

Gotta do what you want on your day
Wanna see? Why then stay?
Gotta learn to enjoy yourself's company
You yourself is your best buddy!
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
I Think You Did
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
I think you loved me

The first hug from behind
In the middle of the street

Our tears mixed
Upon our first antagonist

The "I love you" screams
During fireworks

The barefooted run
And exchange of shoes

Kisses and cuddles
And our little secrets

Breathtaking adventures
Touchdown places

Our very own runway
And gallery

Including bumps and dismays
The makeups that went with it

Those strict scoldings
For the betterment of my health

Our crazy antics
And bizarre trips

Intimate moments
Behind those every whispers

When you hold unto me
Like you won't let go, ever

But you did

Now that I think about it
I think you did

It's sad that I only think you did
'Cause I am very sure that I did
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
Double Kill
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
I don't want to be high.
'Cause the higher the fly..
the harder the fall.
This time,
I might really die..
When I already died.
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
Euthanasia
 Apr 2016 yzel
XIII
A white room
A beeping sound
Heading to doom
In there, I found

You.. who's crying
I can feel that you want it to end
My suffering?
Or your guilt within?

I am holding on
You've already let go
Now, the beeping sound is gone
*You've killed me when I wanted to live more
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