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We DivergeWe Diverge
the dividing line is faded, love;
and as your expression suggests,
confusion and ill-judgement lurk
beneath blankets of unwanted guests.
as we diverge so gradually, my dear,
our pain conflicts, erupting in sparks.
soft mists cry from make-believe seas
sinking your ship before it embarks.
shaken and disheveled are you, child;
all while my eyes peer at your world.
you're concealing something there,
just waiting to be devoured: unfurled.
and the fences you've raised, darling,
can't keep my fractured mind away.
you may think you've kept a distance,
but you're unable to fix this: you delay.
i've dipped into skies of our memories
to find where the dividing line exists.
we diverge in a storm of electricity, baby,
the love here still lives - the rainfall persists.
My patience steadily crumbles away.
I'm trapped in my own harsh embrace.
I am unsavable now - unshakable;
So stubborn: at my destructive pace.
I've had it up to headaches and hate:
Endured every punch you've thrown.
My soul is cracked and dusty now.
You took my oceans - made them stone.
No more tears and stomach leaps.
Please, I beg, give me back to Happiness.
Return my heart, you demon: leech.
Inside my head, love, is quite the mess.
I've had enough. I'm angry. I'm worn.
My dreams have seen all they need
Of your sickness taking over me.
Behind the metaphors, I simply bleed.
Be quiet now, boy. Turn off your lights.
I'm tired and so sleeplessly deprived.
The blue of your eyes is sugar no more:
Just reminders of the Hell I've survived.
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