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max Jan 2021
Did you notice it was raining?
The day that we first met
I wonder if that was god crying
Because he knew what would happen next.
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max Dec 2020
The red flag
Was painted in blood
Across your face

The warning signs
Disguised as butterflies
Fluttering in empty space

The people who told me
To step away
Never understood

While most of you was bad
You were still the only thing remaining
That felt good
max Mar 2021
I am a stranger to my own existence
Yet I fall victim to the delusion
That I have control over it

I am numb to the gravity of my life
Yet I insist that it is mine to take

I am detached from my own body
Yet I reprimand it
Ashamed of its shape and pallor

I am nothing to myself
And yet something to the weeds
That will one day feed from the dirt covering my grave
max Feb 2021
Oh how to fill the hole in the heart of a man who has lost the universe
How to satisfy the needs of a creature who has kissed goodnight to every dying star
And laid his hand upon the curvature of the end of time

Oh how to be enough for someone who has everything and cares so little for it
max Dec 2020
The terrible black hole of space
In your heart, it lies there
Dormant, caught forever, not to be set free
You loose your venom, deep and tumultuous upon me
The horrible, poisonous skies of a time after humans looms in your pained eyes
Yet it is in them, dark and formidable, that I see my future
max Nov 2020
In spite of everything
The earth still spins
Baby I need room to breathe
It hurts to think
But the world keeps falling down
It's like
The world doesn't revolve around me
Or something
Maybe I've always been nothing
max Dec 2020
You once promised me you’d take me to the moon
Yet here I am
Shivering with the stars
And lighting myself on fire with the sun
To see if I still feel something

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