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Disarm me

Disarm me with sweet words
Poison me with kindness
Conquer me with care and attention

I could fend against knifes and bullets
I won’t blink when you yell at me
And your curses would fall on deaf ears

I could befriend loneliness and I could adjust to awkward silence
I could put on a mask and play pretend in this sea of liars
I could thrive upon your demeaning insults and doubts

I could built up a wall and protect myself
I could be brutally honest and push people away with blatant sarcasm
I could dismiss my own insecurities and fake it until I make it
Because that’s all a part of who I am

But darling, I don’t know how to decipher your attentiveness
Darling, I’m helpless when you listen and acts like you have genuine interest on my rants
Darling, my shield comes down when you call me with those endearing words

Darling, each of our interactions dissolve me into tiny pieces and scattered me in unknown territories
And I’m not sure I know how to put myself back together
If ever you leave
Like I don’t mean a thing, my dear

 

 

 

À la mort,

Kindness is a double edged swords that could easily scarred anyone

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An emotionally invested enthusiast of pop culture. Apathetic by design. Aesthetically offensive and eloquently candid. A sentimental heathen.

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