Warmth, light, comfort,
An outstretched hand:
Asylum. Ally.
These are the things you are not.
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Yet another player of the game
although you were sweet like an NPC.
Acceptance… little quirks, ticks and all.
Temptation sweeter than ambrosia
and more enticing than Eve’s apple.
The one thing I’ve longed for,
caused clouding in my judgment.
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So I jumped. Too much faith
in the idea of you and the sweet nothings
simply exchanged becoming something stronger
due to blind faith in your character.
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You were not my savior-
putting a stop to my drifting at sea
-just a ship passing by
leaving some supplies
and going on your way.
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These are what you are not
a fact that I’ve come to terms with,
waking from the falsehood
of my own delusions.
It doesn’t hurt though,
at least… not as predicted.
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“Mine” is what you are not
Just as “yours” is not what I am
About the Creator
A. Nguyen
A writer at heart who wants to share my works. I want to evoke emotion in people when they read my writing but I won't ever know if I can, if I don't put anything out into the world so this is my first step :)
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